There is no Frigate like a Book To take us Lands away.
She smiled as Deimos agreed to let her help and Elizabeth quickly jumped at the opportunity. "Perfect! Give me just a moment and we can be on our way!" Gathering the empty mugs and step stool, she quickly maneuvered inside. Each item was placed in its designated place after a quick rinse and she made sure the stool found a good home next to her bookshelves where it would get the most use.
Double-checking that the fire had enough wood, she grabbed a pair of insulated brown gloves and a fuzzy bergundy scarf to accentuate her cozy brown shawl. Then she stepped back out into the street, closing the door behind her securely to keep out the chill. Elizabeth gave Deimos an eager grin, straightening her back in preparation for the work to come. "Lead the way!" She shuffled her feet in excited anticipation, more than ready to play a part in the community.
Elizabeth
