Dec 07, 2013 10:50
Alice has been quiet these past few months. She remembers she came to the Mansion when it was winter (although summer back home), and now that it's getting colder, she's thinking back, looking at the past, recalling.
She knows she shouldn't, that she should be happy with her life here. But she still misses Uncas, still misses her sister. It's hard for her to move on.
Currently, she's sitting in the common room, looking out a window, grateful she's not outside in the cold. She's got some embrodiery in her lap, but she's not done much with it, frankly, and seems annoyed by it.
[ooc: hello! here, have a melancholy colonial girl. XD]
elurìn of doriath,
!open post,
alice munro,
steerpike,
zz:(dropped)ann bransby-smith,
stacker pentecost,
delilah rose johnson