A startling lack of noise greeted the plodding form of Oddwen as she rounded the gentle curve of the knoll. Oh wait, her iPlod had gone dead.
A startling lack of noise greeted the headphone-removing form of Oddwen as she descended into the yard below. A few Downers had already gathered, bringing some deeeeeeelicious looking pizza and some scrumptiously crunchable popcorn...she plopped her reasonably-sized bag of chocolate mint patties onto the the stone table, and took a serving of pizza. Alright, two servings.
Hastily, before the door to the great Barrow could close again, she slipped in a brightly colored card reading
"Have A GR8 Birthday!"
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But all the while I sit and think of times there were before
I listen for returning feet and voices at the door
Last edited by Oddwen; 05-01-2008 at 08:21 PM.
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