Post by Katherine Lorelia on Jun 20, 2019 15:20:39 GMT -8
The blonde giggled, though her face grew solemn again only a moment after. This was, indeed, it. The end of so many years of study, of so many friends and memories and God only knew what else. Not all pleasant memories, of course- she recalled being caught on the stairs, tears in the straw- but then, life never had been all pleasant, and her time here at Blue Ridge was certainly not something that she would ever imagining having cause to regret. It had been amazing, she'd met amazing people and she'd done amazing things. No, she didn't regret any of it... Except, of course, having to leave. But as she understood it, there wasn't much to be done about that.
Standing on tiptoe, the Irish blonde kissed the boy briefly on the lips. "My dear master, my captain and my emperor, let me say, before I strike this bloody stroke, farewell," she murmured. Then paused. "Or was that Marlowe?"
Standing on tiptoe, the Irish blonde kissed the boy briefly on the lips. "My dear master, my captain and my emperor, let me say, before I strike this bloody stroke, farewell," she murmured. Then paused. "Or was that Marlowe?"