The Green Dragon Inn #11 - The Last Chapter - The Barrow-Downs Discussion Forum

Firefoot · 06-17-2004, 06:02 PM

Posco seemed at a loss for what to say, and Lily shared his feelings. She had never liked silence to go on for any length of time, and especially not the uncomfortable kind in which no one knew what to say. Suddenly, Posco burst out, "You have lovely eyes, Miss Lily." He immediately blushed and dropped his head, and Lily realized that meant that he hadn't seen her own blush. But it wasn't from embarassment, it was from... Lily wasn't sure what. She wasn't accustomed to receiving compliments on her looks; she had always considered herself rather average looking. Now, though, the eyes that Posco had called lovely sparkled with pleasure.

"Thank you," she said softly. "It's very sweet of you to say." Lily decided that he was probably the nicest hobbit lad she had ever met. Most of the boys she had known were friends, but most were the type that were fun to beat in a pony race, or some other such thing. But Posco was different. He was sweeter, shier, but also more sincere somehow. Lily grinned suddenly. He did look the sort that might like to ride though. Can't hurt to ask.

"Do you like to ride? Ponies, I mean?" she asked.

06-17-2004, 06:02 PM	#11
Firefoot Illusionary Holbytla Join Date: Dec 2003 Posts: 7,547	Posco seemed at a loss for what to say, and Lily shared his feelings. She had never liked silence to go on for any length of time, and especially not the uncomfortable kind in which no one knew what to say. Suddenly, Posco burst out, "You have lovely eyes, Miss Lily." He immediately blushed and dropped his head, and Lily realized that meant that he hadn't seen her own blush. But it wasn't from embarassment, it was from... Lily wasn't sure what. She wasn't accustomed to receiving compliments on her looks; she had always considered herself rather average looking. Now, though, the eyes that Posco had called lovely sparkled with pleasure. "Thank you," she said softly. "It's very sweet of you to say." Lily decided that he was probably the nicest hobbit lad she had ever met. Most of the boys she had known were friends, but most were the type that were fun to beat in a pony race, or some other such thing. But Posco was different. He was sweeter, shier, but also more sincere somehow. Lily grinned suddenly. He did look the sort that might like to ride though. Can't hurt to ask. "Do you like to ride? Ponies, I mean?" she asked.