Lena
hope is the thing with feathers
that perches in the soul
that perches in the soul
It sounded like something that would take him the lingering proportions of this season and the next, considering who helped, aided, and assisted. Hopefully he’d be able to find some hands not occupied by the other construction and progress. “I wish you good luck and fortune then,” she smiled, then ducked her head into the choices of fabrics again.
Panther gloves were deemed suitable, and her grin remained, hand hastening to a matching set. “There are some with the same pattern for a coat,” and she pinpointed at them in turn, lifting it from the rack so he could see. A scarf lingered nearby as well; perhaps it’d been a popular option of décor and motifs.
Panther gloves were deemed suitable, and her grin remained, hand hastening to a matching set. “There are some with the same pattern for a coat,” and she pinpointed at them in turn, lifting it from the rack so he could see. A scarf lingered nearby as well; perhaps it’d been a popular option of décor and motifs.
and sings the tune without the words
and never stops at all
and never stops at all
