running off over next doors
garden before the hour is done
garden before the hour is done
Aisha nodded, "It's been a month or so now," she said, eyes widening a bit as she said it, always strange to reflect on how her new life had only begun so recently. "That's what everyone keeps saying, figured I should take that advice," she replied to his comment about deepfrost, a soft smirk etched on her face.
A potter, that was interesting, and she would certainly consider it an art form. She was absolutely no artist, unless you counter swordsmanship, and was jealous of anyone who could wield a brush or instrument as an extension of their arm. "Do you mind if I see some of your work," she asked with a humble interest, fine with whatever answer but certainly hoping to see what he could do.
A potter, that was interesting, and she would certainly consider it an art form. She was absolutely no artist, unless you counter swordsmanship, and was jealous of anyone who could wield a brush or instrument as an extension of their arm. "Do you mind if I see some of your work," she asked with a humble interest, fine with whatever answer but certainly hoping to see what he could do.
it’s more a question of feeling
than it is a question of fun
than it is a question of fun
AISHA
