** wakes early before the sun peaks its head ubove the hills. streatching and pulling her dark hair back behind her. straightining her silks and adorning her cloak to head upstairs to begin her chore seeing a few pieces of small wood i grasp them under my arm and carry them to the servery to place in the heatth
** once again starring effortlessly at the gruel and choosing yet again to ignore the grainy mush. she wipes down the counters and straightens the cabinets before she heads out.
** slidding effortlessly into the great room, twirling in gentle circles admiring the home that she has come to love, and hearing the sisters she has come to admire
pressing the switch that opens the utility closet, she rummages a little before she finds the broom. grasping it tightly inbetween her nimble fingers she dances merrily about the room. .
focusing on the task at hand she takes her time chasing the dust urts that have found there ways into the corners leading them into the pan that remains close to empty, as her sisters keep a clean house. satisfied that there are no more hidding in Master corridors, she rushes back to place the broom and freshly emptied pan back into the hidden closet.
** kneeling down slowly onto a fur in the great room she runs her small hands through the layers of softness finding a small tangle she brings herself to her toes once again, collecting all the furs she places them gentley infront of the double doors, exiting with one still grasped firmly in her hands seeing the railing covered in the white blanket she raises the fur up over her head then forces the dust urts that have settled deep within to ride gently away with the chilling wind. taking the stick to futher convince the fur back into its spotless exsistance repeating the same steps with all of the furs until they have all had the proper attention that they deserve.
**one by one she chases the small dust urts away pressing her cheek to the gentle fur and kissing it lightly. so many things have consumed her mind lately. wanting to remember it all clearly.
** she lays them back down in there rightful places. taking a smal comb to the fur coaxing out all of the tangles running her hand gently over the tops making sure that no snags are left in them. carrying her self from one fur to the next showing each the attention and love needed to preserve the softness of them
before finishing she kneels down next to each one kissing the edge softly, saying a silent message of love to each sister that will later kneel gracefully upon them.
** Taking them back into the great room to place each back in there rightfull spots positioning them perfectly upon the ground. and backig away silenty back into the shadows to deal with all that is
Subject: Cleaning the furs. 
Fri Mar 14, 2008 9:50 am