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Merri · 02-15-2003, 04:58 PM

Grumbling, Elvira took leave of her mother and made her way back to her bedchamber. It seemed that mother was always ordering her around . . . Why couldn't she be married off?

She began to daydream, her trunk lying on the floor, completely forgotten. Oh, how lovely it would be if someday some handsome prince came and rode her off into the sunset- then she wouldn't have to deal with her dratted family anymore.

Nonsense. She awoke herself from her daydreams. You know you love your family, and you know you'd rather die than let anything happen to them. So stop daydreaming and get packing. Where was Gillian?

"Gillian, what on Middle Earth am I going to do with you?" Elvira wondered aloud, to no one in particular, as she began packing her sister's trunk, too.

[ February 15, 2003: Message edited by: Merri ]

02-15-2003, 04:58 PM	#53
Merri Wight Join Date: Aug 2002 Location: The Shire Posts: 221	Grumbling, Elvira took leave of her mother and made her way back to her bedchamber. It seemed that mother was always ordering her around . . . Why couldn't she be married off? She began to daydream, her trunk lying on the floor, completely forgotten. Oh, how lovely it would be if someday some handsome prince came and rode her off into the sunset- then she wouldn't have to deal with her dratted family anymore. Nonsense. She awoke herself from her daydreams. You know you love your family, and you know you'd rather die than let anything happen to them. So stop daydreaming and get packing. Where was Gillian? "Gillian, what on Middle Earth am I going to do with you?" Elvira wondered aloud, to no one in particular, as she began packing her sister's trunk, too. [ February 15, 2003: Message edited by: Merri ] __________________ Knowledge is just opinion that you trust enough to act upon. -Children of the Mind, by Orson Scott Card.