@fairheir [ shia voice ] don’t let ur dreams just be dreams..... just Do It
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@fairheir [ shia voice ] don’t let ur dreams just be dreams..... just Do It

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“there is something i wish to show you, dear one, but you must be very quiet.” winter’s snows are melting now, receding, leaving wet dark earth exposed in patches, new-green spears of grass, and on the trees buds hard as tiny stones, uopened yet to flowering. yet in the glade the nymphs are dancing, trailing colored streams of tiny flowers, laughing. and such a sight she wishes him to see! gentle hand held out, smile with affection blooming.
fairheir replied to your post: someone kick my ass into being here more : /
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i. susan used to sing henry to sleep - - whenever she stepped in to care for him in order to let his mother rest.
ii. henry goes through a phase when he is very young where he would follow susan, essentially becoming her little shadow (she didn’t mind this at all, and loved walking the corridors of cair paravel with his little hand in hers, taking care of all manner of daily tasks while her nephew trotted along at her heels)
iii. though she certainly does not have favorites, susan does have a special soft spot for henry. with susan he can get away with most anything.
iv. susan likes to take the children to the seaside for picnic whenever she can. this inevitably ends with them all trailing home, tired but happy, sand caught in their hair. when henry was very young he used to fall asleep just before they left, or else to be so visibly sleepy that he’d be nodding off as they walked. susan would carry him back with his head on her shoulder, often while holding the hand of one of the others.
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