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Belin · 11-20-2002, 11:32 PM

Celumëomaryu's mind did not resolve itself into the usual blank clarity that pacing should have brought her. She would not, under any circumstances, have admitted to sulking, but anyone else would have said that she sulked freely when an opportunity arose. An opportunity had arisen, and she wandered around the library in way that bore no resemblance to her usual strict pattern.

That Anna! Celumëomaryu was just about to make up her mind that she'd never liked the girl in the first place, or her airs, either musical or social, as she rounded a bookshelf and came up to the window. With the change of light, her thoughts shifted suddenly, and she realized that the cause of her distress was not Anna at all.

She couldn't calculate the number of dishes missing. How long had they had that set?

Her feet stopped. It was almost identical to a set they'd bought at Calimiel's birth, but the last of that set had been destroyed some years ago. This was another, and one that she was quite certain she didn't remember at all. Celumëomaryu had hidden a shard of that last bowl behind the shelf, and here it was. She turned it over and around in her hands as she turned the new set of shards over and around in her mind.

[ November 21, 2002: Message edited by: Belin ]

11-20-2002, 11:32 PM	#11
Belin Shade of Carn Dûm Join Date: Jan 2002 Location: all the wide unfriendly pathways of the world Posts: 330	Celumëomaryu's mind did not resolve itself into the usual blank clarity that pacing should have brought her. She would not, under any circumstances, have admitted to sulking, but anyone else would have said that she sulked freely when an opportunity arose. An opportunity had arisen, and she wandered around the library in way that bore no resemblance to her usual strict pattern. That Anna! Celumëomaryu was just about to make up her mind that she'd never liked the girl in the first place, or her airs, either musical or social, as she rounded a bookshelf and came up to the window. With the change of light, her thoughts shifted suddenly, and she realized that the cause of her distress was not Anna at all. She couldn't calculate the number of dishes missing. How long had they had that set? Her feet stopped. It was almost identical to a set they'd bought at Calimiel's birth, but the last of that set had been destroyed some years ago. This was another, and one that she was quite certain she didn't remember at all. Celumëomaryu had hidden a shard of that last bowl behind the shelf, and here it was. She turned it over and around in her hands as she turned the new set of shards over and around in her mind. [ November 21, 2002: Message edited by: Belin ] __________________ "I hate dignity," cried Scraps, kicking a pebble high in the air and then trying to catch it as it fell. "Half the fools and all the wise folks are dignified, and I'm neither the one nor the other." --L. Frank Baum