06-20-2015, 03:26 AM
*reaches into the archives of Blandine and picks up a new random dream to jump into*
Quick Terry Story, circa 1590, in some country lord's house following Queen Elizabeth's entourage while she went Visiting.
A Holiday in the Garden
We stood in the garden, side by side. The failing light of the setting sun set her blond hair afire, and her eyes reflected a violet deeper then the orchid's most secret private parts. She turned her face up to mine and smiled, radiantly. Inside I melted, and yet still, she was a stranger.