The Mansion

[Luna_Wolf72]

The scent of sandalwood and vanilla drifts through the mansion. Softly whispered words vibrate upon the air~saving their message until a Lady should appear.

"The Wolfling misses you, Lady. One hopes this day finds you well. Know that you are loved."

 

[DarkWarrioress]

The scent of sandalwood and vanilla drifts through the mansion. Softly whispered words vibrate upon the air~saving their message until a Lady should appear.

"The Wolfling misses you, Lady. One hopes this day finds you well. Know that you are loved."

Entering her home away from home, she paused to sniff. She knew that scent. A quick closing of her eyes and a mental scan told her that the Wolfing wasn't here. Disappointing.

"I miss you too, Wolfing. I think of you often and hope all is well with you and yours."

As for herself, things were just fine, in fact, better than fine.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

 

[DarkWarrioress]

 

[Noon_Shadow]

Grins and then walks out, chuckling to himself. But again, he's just in a mood where he's finding things a lot more funny.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

 

[EkedSad]

and a good lawyer..

 

[DarkWarrioress]

and a good lawyer..

Amen to that.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

 

[DarkWarrioress]

Amid the sadness is celebration. The fourth is fast approaching. The anniversary of freedom gained. Although, sadly, I look back and to the here and now, wondering just how much freedom we do have. It feels like a noose keeps getting tired. Politicians and busybodies with their noses in everyone's private business. Trying to make the nation a better place to live, they say. At what cost I ask. If the law makers would only stop trying to tell us what to do and how to do it, making laws that help very little and if everyone in the nation would do their part, do their share instead of trying to cheat the government, the world would be a better place. Political correctness is bordering on absurd. Religion still plays a big role in government and shouldn't. Religion should remain a choice each individual or group makes for themselves.

For all that, we still have more freedom than a lot of countries. Our forefathers fought for the freedom to bloom and whatever issue is dear and near to your heart, is a battle you should continue to fight for.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

 

[DarkWarrioress]

 

[dkgooner]

They might say it but they'd be wrong! A cup can never be half empty! That much math I'm able to do! Half of nothing... how do you measure that?

 

[DarkWarrioress]

 

[Fish_Tales]

I post, I run. I post, I run. Sometimes there's even a story post.

Time always flies, and not always in the best ways, but there's no excuses for not saying hello. I take something out of my pocket and leave it where she'll find it.



Hello.

And again......I'm gone.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

I post, I run. I post, I run. Sometimes there's even a story post.

Time always flies, and not always in the best ways, but there's no excuses for not saying hello. I take something out of my pocket and leave it where she'll find it.



Hello.

And again......I'm gone.

*blows a kiss toward his place in the ether*

Miss you Fishman.

 

[EkedSad]

**Gives her a swat and bolts**

 

[DarkWarrioress]

**Gives her a swat and bolts**

*acks and glares after him*

You better run!

*she yells after his retreating form and rubs her backside, muttering*

 

[Noon_Shadow]

*acks and glares after him*

You better run!

*she yells after his retreating form and rubs her backside, muttering*

It is a very swattable backside. Nods. Just, that's my observation. Not that I'm planning on swatting it or anything.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

It is a very swattable backside. Nods. Just, that's my observation. Not that I'm planning on swatting it or anything.

*looks at him with a deceptively sweet smile and a suspicious gleam in her eyes*

Quite wise of you, Noon. Especially while you're within knife throwing range and don't think the nice thing you said about my backside is giving you a free pass either.

 

[Noon_Shadow]

*looks at him with a deceptively sweet smile and a suspicious gleam in her eyes*

Quite wise of you, Noon. Especially while you're within knife throwing range and don't think the nice thing you said about my backside is giving you a free pass either.

Gives her a gracious wink. What? I can be nice, from time to time. In between bouts of completely self-serving wickedness, it may be true, but still.

But still, I prefer not to try something unless I'm sure I can get away with it.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

With sleepy eyes and sleep mussed hair, she makes her way to the kitchen then her study to slip into her comfy desk chair and sit, yawning, staring out of the window. Saturdays, for her, are just another day except when school is in session.

She's just a bit annoyed with her roommate. It was mentioned that the neighbor's dog paid a visit but no mention of the fact that his (the roomie's) dogs had torn through her small garden and uprooted a few growing cucumber plants. Enough damage to make her growl softly as she replanted them and prayed they didn't go into shock too badly. What was there to do or say? Except to shake her head. She supposed that at least, her annoyances were such little things.

Morning stretched out ahead of her. Nothing, thank goodness, was on her agenda today so the day moved on its own whim. Well, at least, until Sir got home from work. For now, time to wake up, get the grey matter stirring and well, go from there.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

My world continues to evolve. Sir and I continue to grow together. There are slight ups and downs but what relationship doesn't have them, nothing serious however.

The days are starting to grow hotter again and here, the hottest part of the year is yet to come. August is usually the month that blazes.

One post left to get to. Still thinking.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

 

[Light Ice]

A handful of flowers. A mix a summer measure of daisies, various jewels, and lavender.