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Sunday, March 29th, 2009
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2:43p
Who: Ayanna Dolohov/Evan Rosier
What: A day in the sun leads to new revelations
When: A make believe date
Where: The gardens of Rosier Manor
Rating/Progress: TBD/In-Progress
There'd not been a more perfect day than that of the Sunday which the rain had stopped and the sun danced with a lazy heat across the rows of plants nearly bursting with blossoms of every color from the gate to the farthest corner of the hedged lawn. The ground was springy, still damp from the night's showers, though the stones that wound through the landscape were dry and warm under his hands as he leaned back upon them and watched with a kind eye as Ayanna wandered with basket in hand gathering long stems with a pair of sharp clippers. The basket was already nearly overflowing with the ample bouquet, but he did not stop her happy task, but rather stayed quietly observant as he sat on the edge of the fountain which only so recently had been cleaned out in the middle of the small courtyard amongst the wild and lovely flora. "How easily you are entertained..." How odd a reflection it was to think of the small girl, barely a teen when she'd been brought to them, and now, on the brink of a woman, how utterly pure and unjaded she still remained. "You are truly your father's child."
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