Post by Evee~Natalia on Mar 9, 2006 14:00:18 GMT -5
Evee Natalia's house, it seemed like the most comfortable place to come. Evee kept the place clean, warm and smelling like Lavender all the time. The place was fairly big seeing as it was only her living there, of course this was the house she grew up in and her parents left it to her.
Evee's living area was very homey. She had big fur pillows that she had spent hours working on throughout the years and they were really comfortable. For her guests comfort, she put a few of them by the fire place so that they could keep warm. Each of her windows were nicely decorated with burgendy colored drapery and white curtains. There were gold bars supporting them. Evee didn't see herself as rich but she thought of it as 'Blessed'.
At the moment, Evee is writing some poetry seeing as she had some spare time today to do anything. All was quiet in her house, except for the flickering of the flames from the fire and the sound of the feather she was writing with scratching against the crisp paper. And of course her calm breathes surrounded her. She wasn't expecting visitors but sometimes people would drop by at random hours of the day, sometimes night.
Evee layed on her stomach on top of her two largest fur pillows and wrote as she always did, she smiled each time she got inspiration for the next line...
Evee's living area was very homey. She had big fur pillows that she had spent hours working on throughout the years and they were really comfortable. For her guests comfort, she put a few of them by the fire place so that they could keep warm. Each of her windows were nicely decorated with burgendy colored drapery and white curtains. There were gold bars supporting them. Evee didn't see herself as rich but she thought of it as 'Blessed'.
At the moment, Evee is writing some poetry seeing as she had some spare time today to do anything. All was quiet in her house, except for the flickering of the flames from the fire and the sound of the feather she was writing with scratching against the crisp paper. And of course her calm breathes surrounded her. She wasn't expecting visitors but sometimes people would drop by at random hours of the day, sometimes night.
Evee layed on her stomach on top of her two largest fur pillows and wrote as she always did, she smiled each time she got inspiration for the next line...
