|Duchesse du Labarre. (laduchesse) wrote in toujoursliberer,|
@ 2008-08-22 02:50:00
|Entry tags:||character_development, demetri_blake, thérèse_du_labarre|
Subject: Little round balls of glass, hours of fun.
Who: Thérèse du Labarre.
Where: The sunroom, Christopher's house.
Warnings: None as yet.
Open to: Anyone at the Blake estate!
Thérèse had made a discovery. A few of the floorboards at the back of the sunroom were on a very gentle slope. Not enough to be noticed or seen by the naked eye without great scrutiny, but it was there nonetheless, and she had found a wonderful use for it.
Marble run. Lying on her side, she watched the glass beads roll down, down, down, judging their speed, occasionally racing a pair that had similar times in order to judge the fastest. The point to it all? None whatsoever, but Thérèse was amusing herself. Somewhere inside her, an eight-year-old still resided, and on occasion, she had to be entertained.
Her favourite marble was a very pretty, small one, clear with swirls of blue in two different shades. She would lie in bed and gaze at it as the candlelight illuminated it; another pastime that could occupy her for hours. Currently, she was about to race it against a larger, redish one. An experiment of sorts, to see how weight and size matched up.
Inwardly (and somewhat outwardly, mumbling under her breath), she cheered on the blue marble as she set them off, watching them roll along the floor until they hit the skirting board of the wall.
Blue won. Victory!