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 Posted: Thu Sep 02, 2010 3:22 pm
Mikkyila's eyes stayed ever so fixed on Mikaril's face. Her excitement was clearly still present as he debated the wisdom of his story telling. She was so fascinated with the sounds and sights..and the attention. All those sounds seemed focus all on her. As Mikaril's face would seem to have a curious hint to it, she reached her hands up and attempted to grab the hopping fingers.
Ohmna!" She called out decidedly, then followed with a cooing "Eye!" Her small hands clapped together, and she moved next to grab Mikarils nose. Her fussing was over now, and her daddy had become such a interesting plaything! "MY!"
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Posted: Sun Sep 05, 2010 11:41 pm
Smiling down at his little daughter, Mikaril was glad that she seemed to be through crying. His story had worked apparently, which was good, but she still seemed wide-eyed and alert. He might have to come up with another story before those dainty pink eyes closed and he could carry her back into the wagon. Smiling at her ever-inquisitive little fingers, he leaned his face down so that his nose was in reach. "Nose. MY nose." He then reached out and gave Mikky's nose a tiny tap. "YOUR nose."
Straightening a little, he quickly began to contemplate another story he might tell. He wished he knew some soothing songs, but his house had been a house without songs, only ugly chants to Lolth, and he did not want to lull his child to sleep with THOSE. "D'you want to hear another story? Or I could tell you about the Glimmersea, and how it rocks you back and forth, with so many points of glowing light up above...." As he thought of it, he unconsciously began rocking back and forth.
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