memeage

[compagnie]

Most of my friendslist are writers with a few artists tossed in. And although I don't always comment on your posts, I do always read them. And I do notice styles, details, certain turns of phrase that are uniquely you. Or at least I think I do

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[anonymous]

They all supposed it was the eyes that trapped them, with their telltale tilt and ebony black. Only later would it occur to them, yes, much later, that the smile of the young entertainer also played a part. White painted cheeks were softened with blue or rose chalk, and a pastel coral or ruby red brought lovely depth to an otherwise "plain" face. But sculpted cheekbones or a narrow, barely defined bridge with a "traditional" nose made or the perfect picture of "artist."

And it was true; the young thing was an artist, of dance, paints, flowers...perhaps most importantly, an artist of words. When the true artisan spoke, one could hear the years of training, picture the amusement there for mirth, or even reconsider one's own mind...these highly skilled, walking dolls were renowned for the art they made of conversation. Then, of course, it would occur to one that a good toy should do tricks...and naturally, this was done.At the present, the Lords and Ladies were in debate. The women hid their jealousy behind bejeweled hands, and they

[salamandrine]

okay. this is taes.

[taes]

*Laughing*

wow.

You rule. *Grins* Or do you suck?

Right-on-target, love.

[taes]

Would you like to see more on this? *GRIN*

[compagnie]

of course you silly thing. :)

[taes]

*Grins again*