One-Hundred and Seventieth Position
...Is there some kind of moronic curse today? Because I was heading to the stage for the Cóppelia rehearsals at the end of straight corridor and somehow I ended up walking all the way to the beach. There is sand in my ballet slippers and that is fairly annoying. Hmpf.
So what if I got a little distracted thinking about the upcoming performance and how handsome Mytho is and how perfect our wedding should be and how beautiful my gown must be. Then I laughed when I pictured Rosette and Ahiru wearing high heels I wouldn't get so lost.
The sand is being a nuisance, but the moon looks.
Oh Oh, come here, Prince. Would you like to join me for a moonlit stroll in the shoreline? What I am asking? Of course you do.
(ooc; Victim of Crowley's ploys. Comment Log to whoever is in the beach/Mytho(?), journal to others).
So what if I got a little distracted thinking about the upcoming performance and how handsome Mytho is and how perfect our wedding should be and how beautiful my gown must be. Then I laughed when I pictured Rosette and Ahiru wearing high heels I wouldn't get so lost.
The sand is being a nuisance, but the moon looks.
Oh Oh, come here, Prince. Would you like to join me for a moonlit stroll in the shoreline? What I am asking? Of course you do.
(ooc; Victim of Crowley's ploys. Comment Log to whoever is in the beach/Mytho(?), journal to others).