Elizabeth
It was a relief to see the pale woman relax at her apology and Elizabeth returned the expression with an appreciative smile. At least the ink hadn't spread too far. About to decline the offer, she glanced up to see a group of men claiming the empty table for a round of card games. That table wouldn't be opening up for a while. Wincing at the intrusion, she set her supplies on the edge of the table. "I actually do. Thank you." Her eyes scanned the fanning of papers, noticing the organization amongst the apparent tornado of words. "Don't let me interrupt your process though. I only need a spot for my book." The single leather-bound volume accompanied her journal, its title reading 'Boundaries of History'. Her bookmark sat at the beginning, indicating that she hadn't gotten far into the book about past civilizations' physical, relational, and moral boundaries.
Pulling up a chair, she gave the woman a friendly smile to introduce herself, although she withheld her hand to avoid jostling the table again. "I'm Elizabeth, by the way. Elizabeth Fraiser." She shrugged her shawl closer over her shoulders and settled more comfortably into the chair. Now that the papers were so close in front of her face, she resisted the urge to snoop at their contents. There were quite a lot of them after all. So in an attempt to quell her encroaching curiosity, she asked lightly, "What are you working on?"
Pulling up a chair, she gave the woman a friendly smile to introduce herself, although she withheld her hand to avoid jostling the table again. "I'm Elizabeth, by the way. Elizabeth Fraiser." She shrugged her shawl closer over her shoulders and settled more comfortably into the chair. Now that the papers were so close in front of her face, she resisted the urge to snoop at their contents. There were quite a lot of them after all. So in an attempt to quell her encroaching curiosity, she asked lightly, "What are you working on?"
Every adversity,
every failure,
every heartache
carries with it
the seed of equal or greater benefit.
every failure,
every heartache
carries with it
the seed of equal or greater benefit.
