Like a stranger on a foreign shore
[The sound of a woman's singing carries through a wall before she steps out of it. It doesn't really matter what she's singing (or that she's not particularly good at it), because soon Miranda, sitting side-saddle on a very large horse, rides into the DR. There's an elaborately encrusted gold ring gracing her left hand, and a small clock inside a case attached to one of the saddlebags.]
Oh, dear... Not all this again.
((So she left for a while... And in the time she's been gone, Miranda dearest has met her fiance, gotten married, and... well, somehow learned how to stop time, courtesy of her brother. Also, horse! It's 6 feet tall at the shoulder 8D))
Oh, dear... Not all this again.
((So she left for a while... And in the time she's been gone, Miranda dearest has met her fiance, gotten married, and... well, somehow learned how to stop time, courtesy of her brother. Also, horse! It's 6 feet tall at the shoulder 8D))