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EᔕᔕᕼI ~ ⚪♫⚪ ~ "Just browsing," Nyl says, softening her voice. "Do you have any Puhan notepads by any chance? They make the best notepads. Oh, and some ink-sticks? The smaller ones." ~ ⚪♫⚪ ~ Michael chuckles, "You and my wife would get along well, Nyl. You're in luck! A new shipment came in from Puhan today!" Michael smiles. "They're on the upper levels." ~ ⚪♫⚪ ~ Her handmaids can tell she is smiling under her veil. With shining eyes, Nyl skips up the steps and admires the books. Esshi and Ainhara follow behind her. "Honey!" The three women turn to see a slender shadow of a woman from the far corner of the room. " I've taken the Puhan inventory. Just the Luciuscemi carvings to do! Oh." She turns head to face Lyn, Esshi and Ainhara. ~ ⚪♫⚪ ~ When she walks out of the shadows, she smiles. She was in a long beige dress, her hair in a low ponytail and simple brown shoes. "Hello!" "I was just talking about you, Bree." His wife raises a brow. "Oh really?" "He says that you too are a lover of Puhan's ink-sticks and notepads." Nyl beams.
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Sep 30, 2018
Sep 30, 2018 at 3:40 PM UTC
♪♫♛♕ тнє мαѕкє∂ вαя∂ XVI ♕♛♫♪
EᔕᔕᕼI ~ ⚪♫⚪ ~ "Just browsing," Nyl says, softening her voice. "Do you have any Puhan notepads by any chance? They make the best notepads. Oh, and some ink-sticks? The smaller ones." ~ ⚪♫⚪ ~ Michael chuckles, "You and my wife would get along well, Nyl. You're in luck! A new shipment came in from Puhan today!" Michael smiles. "They're on the upper levels." ~ ⚪♫⚪ ~ Her handmaids can tell she is smiling under her veil. With shining eyes, Nyl skips up the steps and admires the books. Esshi and Ainhara follow behind her. "Honey!" The three women turn to see a slender shadow of a woman from the far corner of the room. " I've taken the Puhan inventory. Just the Luciuscemi carvings to do! Oh." She turns head to face Lyn, Esshi and Ainhara. ~ ⚪♫⚪ ~ When she walks out of the shadows, she smiles. She was in a long beige dress, her hair in a low ponytail and simple brown shoes. "Hello!" "I was just talking about you, Bree." His wife raises a brow. "Oh really?" "He says that you too are a lover of Puhan's ink-sticks and notepads." Nyl beams.
^-^ Lyn ***
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Lyn-Purcell
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Lyn-Purcell
28/F/United Kingdom
Sep 30, 2018
Sep 30, 2018 at 3:40 PM UTC
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