Silver Creek on earth, as it is in heaven

twas not constantine or rowan who first she looked upon at the creek, but the regent of this place! deirdre dipped her head in formal greeting, hoping to catch wind of casmir upon her being as the other drew nearer. the other was beautiful to look upon to deirdre's eyes, who so loved the many hues that spring was rich in. she was warm to look at, though she blended perfectly with the autumnal season that they endured.

the other introduced themselves, and deirdre had been about to speak when a familiar physique was noted in the backdrop! it was difficult to maintain control, and her plume beat excitedly against her thigh. she nearly forgot herself, her situation, and deirdre's gaze turned back toward spring. yes-- deirdre spoke at last, breathless. casmir had grown! he looked, to her, so much like their father, and even with a missing ear he was terribly handsome! yes, i am deirdre mayfair! i have come to visit my family here, she told spring with yet another gentle dip of her head.