Ith was quickly falling asleep on Brinniel's shoulder as the awards were presented. She had discovered long ago that she did not do well with sitting and listening for long periods of time, and this show, however momentous it was, became no exception. Brinn sat and watched patiently through Helka's acceptance speech, then politely applauded as he went offstage. Ithaeliel opened her tired eyes, gave a few halfhearted claps, and returned to resting on poor Brinniel's left shoulder. "Wake me up when I have to clap again," she mumbled to her pillow before sinking into dreamland.
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That best portion of a good man's life,
His little, nameless, unremembered acts of kindness and of love.
.................William Wordsworth
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