and we are always birds
Feb. 4th, 2013 02:51 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dark_lightPath has not been out of direct physical contact with Isabella for the past four days.
Usually he's on her shoulder, feet against skin - her silks don't cover her shoulders and she hasn't been leaving the house much anyway, so silks are often not bothered with at all.
As of right now he's sitting on her foot, while she sits in a chair and picks her way slowly through some of the question trees she made.
"Psst," he says to Petaal.
Usually he's on her shoulder, feet against skin - her silks don't cover her shoulders and she hasn't been leaving the house much anyway, so silks are often not bothered with at all.
As of right now he's sitting on her foot, while she sits in a chair and picks her way slowly through some of the question trees she made.
"Psst," he says to Petaal.
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Date: 2013-02-05 12:02 am (UTC)She still talks in her sleep. "Muffler fractal sing, cloud fly."