Embroidery and nerves

"Piles of red and green", Morana sighed. "Just piles of red and green, what is a woman to do?" The tablecloth was overdue and Himself was complaining of the lack of something crafted by her hand in the dining room. Not that Himself would ever deign to attempt such a feat himself. Hadn't he just… Continue reading Embroidery and nerves

Happy ever after

A long, long, long time ago, a young woman loved to read books. So much so that every Friday on the way home from school she would pick up 10-12 books (tomes to everyone else) and deliver them safely on a Monday on the way back. In the house during the week, the only books… Continue reading Happy ever after