[It's not uncommon for the small silver haired child to be seen running around Tirion recklessly, like her mother had as a child, skirts dirty or torn or leaves and twigs in her hair. There are times, of course, where she can be completely well behaved, a little lady, but...
Today is not one of those days. It's been raining all morning and she's covered in mud when she runs down the hallways, a noticeable trail left behind her, hair almost unrecognizable. In a couple places, there are even muddy prints on the wall. Eventually, the messy child, smiling and seeming more than a little pleased with herself, finds her grandfather. And promptly climbs into his lap and holds up and offering of a slightly beat up bouquet of flowers.]
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timeasmymeasure
bitty Bri it is!
Date: 2014-12-07 08:58 am (UTC)Today is not one of those days. It's been raining all morning and she's covered in mud when she runs down the hallways, a noticeable trail left behind her, hair almost unrecognizable. In a couple places, there are even muddy prints on the wall. Eventually, the messy child, smiling and seeming more than a little pleased with herself, finds her grandfather. And promptly climbs into his lap and holds up and offering of a slightly beat up bouquet of flowers.]
I picked these for you and grandma.