The Sentinels Composed upon Westminster Bridge

his dance was lovely to watch, and deirdre herself was unabashed in doing so! but her look was innocent, of a young woman who loved to inspect and saw the beauty in all things no matter their faults! but in his foxtrot she could see no error, and deirdre found herself laughing by the end of it all, dizzied with her delight.

bravo to you all! deirdre sang, her thick plume waving behind her. to starbucks words, deirdre looked suddenly bashful, looking down before gazing upward to her darling friend through thick, long lashes. it is not something i share so often with others, but for the trees and the flowers, the pale queen admitted, and as for not introducing the other, well! deirdre's gaze panned to him, then, and she smiled, not wanting to speak for him.