Post by Thalia on Jun 7, 2008 0:59:32 GMT -5
The weather had been overall tolerable, or at least, the one who controlled it was. Her father had been smiling for the past few hours and she intended to contain the behaviour until she had completed her writing. Her hand on a paper was a rare occasion, and that it only happened when she was alone. And alone she was indeed; her sisters had already left to perform their duties, bringing inspiration to people.
Thalia had opted for the obviously better choice; to sleep with no thought of labour, no want to go to the mortal world like she was supposed to. She knew her father would be dismayed, but it was so little a work that she knew missing a day would not matter. Grecians were already smart. They could do already do without inspiration. She excused.
The tip of her tongue stuck out of her half-pressed mouth, particularly meticulous with the last bit of her new drama. Perhaps she ought to give it to her favorite poet? Removing the tip of her writing material from the paper she gave the proposed thought more space. A mischievous grin spread across her face. Maybe next time.
She was a bit greedy with her work.
The echo of footsteps distracted her from her work. She looked up, and an unexpectedly familiar presence shone upon her. She smiled affectionately (as usual), and stood up. "Good day! What a surprise to see you here."
Thalia had opted for the obviously better choice; to sleep with no thought of labour, no want to go to the mortal world like she was supposed to. She knew her father would be dismayed, but it was so little a work that she knew missing a day would not matter. Grecians were already smart. They could do already do without inspiration. She excused.
The tip of her tongue stuck out of her half-pressed mouth, particularly meticulous with the last bit of her new drama. Perhaps she ought to give it to her favorite poet? Removing the tip of her writing material from the paper she gave the proposed thought more space. A mischievous grin spread across her face. Maybe next time.
She was a bit greedy with her work.
The echo of footsteps distracted her from her work. She looked up, and an unexpectedly familiar presence shone upon her. She smiled affectionately (as usual), and stood up. "Good day! What a surprise to see you here."
