"you know...i hate to admit this because i know your head will swell......i've missed you my celt."sisterknight sighs and tosses a pillow at him"go get ye gone, my celt!!i'll be down shortly, could you make sure hamm has a pot of hot cocoa for me?" giving him a gentle shove out the door...
sisterknight hastily dresses and heads for the lower floor and the man and hopefully hot coaco awaiting her.....humming softly to herself she descends to the pub..she smiles brightly as she sees both waiting for her......"ah my celt, what would i do without you? one of these days we must make a journey together" she lifts the mug to her lips and inhales deeply
"funny you should say that, I've been thinking the same thing since your last trip away from here. you are in my thoughts when you are away. lets paln an jounery." where shall we go I sure fred wuold love a trip with Laz too.
Cat strolls into the pub damp and bristly from the rain and cold. She looks around for familiar faces and tries to take in the atmosphere. Noticing the welcoming face of the barkeep, she strides towards the bar and hops onto a stool. She lets her tail swirl around and warm her from the chill. "Hamm, may I have some crream please?" "I wonder where Miss Dreamer is", she ponders to herself...
All heads turned to take in the stranger entering the pub. Wet with frozen rain and beard caked with ice he approached the landlord and, retrieving a tankard from his leathers, lay it firmly upon the bar. "A pint o' your best, good sir, as I am a bitter man."
a blush gently creeps up sisterknight's cheek"well...."she looks over at her celt and grins"i guess things have been rather quiet around here, as usual i've been a travelling.....i love that sparklie you wear"she smiles at the cat and places a fresh bowl of cream near her
LAdy Marti wearily opens her eyes, and looks around from her comfy chair by the fire...and sees the Cat and the others who have entered the room. How long have I been asleep, she asks? It has been so quiet in here, I lost track of the time.....
]AN EXCERPT FROM A POEM THAT I WROTE ON 10/11/07
WE CAN'T CHANGE WHAT WE HAVE DONE.... BUT ONLY TAKE A LESSON FROM EACH EXPERIENCE AND MAKE THE MOST OF EACH MINUTE THAT WE HAVE LEFT AND TELL OURELVES THAT IT IS OK TO LIVE, LAUGH AND CRY..... PAST, PRESENT AND FUTURE ALL WORK TOGETHER TO GIVE US WHAT WE CAN AND SHOULD EXPERIENCE AND WE NEED TO CHERISH ALL OF THE TIME THAT WE SPEND WITH OURSELVES AND OTHERS MAKING THE MOST OF THE SPECIAL MEMORIES THAT ARE OURS.. AND THE ONES THAT WE HAVE YET TO CREATE WITH THE PEOPLE THAT WE HAVEN'T MET!!!!![/SIZE]
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