Post by Light on Feb 28, 2014 8:05:17 GMT -5
Echo-me-Echo ONNNNLLLLLYYYYYY
The sweet glow of the ballroom lit the area like a sun kissed beach, the blue tiled floor a pale reflective surface like the light waters that separated the horizon from the earth. People glided and twirled across it, the dresses an array of peaches and yellows. They were there for the beginning of the season; a time when girls of age came into society. This particular party was for that very reason. A lords niece, a child of his sisters, that was under his care had reached that very age. She was kept with him, shaking hands with a variety of people that she had never known before.
Her hair was down in a tumble of gold, her bright wine eyes scanning each and every beings face that came up to her. Her dress matched the theme of the room, a long light blue with a white sash, her long bangs braided to one side and held in by a seashell clip that she had fashioned a few months ago. She kept her lips tilted up into a smile, polite and endearing to those that came up to her. She had to be, of course. If she didn't lord knows what repercussions would strike back at her later when this whole thing was over.
Never was and never will be
Have you no shame? Don't you see me?
You know you've got everybody fooled
Have you no shame? Don't you see me?
You know you've got everybody fooled
The sweet glow of the ballroom lit the area like a sun kissed beach, the blue tiled floor a pale reflective surface like the light waters that separated the horizon from the earth. People glided and twirled across it, the dresses an array of peaches and yellows. They were there for the beginning of the season; a time when girls of age came into society. This particular party was for that very reason. A lords niece, a child of his sisters, that was under his care had reached that very age. She was kept with him, shaking hands with a variety of people that she had never known before.
Her hair was down in a tumble of gold, her bright wine eyes scanning each and every beings face that came up to her. Her dress matched the theme of the room, a long light blue with a white sash, her long bangs braided to one side and held in by a seashell clip that she had fashioned a few months ago. She kept her lips tilted up into a smile, polite and endearing to those that came up to her. She had to be, of course. If she didn't lord knows what repercussions would strike back at her later when this whole thing was over.
