A simple night at home.
The music flows in the background, highlighting the subtle moves she makes as she lays on her stomach, reading through the thousands of emails she has neglected recently. The few private emails received are answered quickly, while the babbling of others is read, and dealt with. She pauses for a moment on the emails concerning Nanshe.
She muses on the state of Nanshe, on her recent behavior, on signs people apparently missed. Her thoughts land on her Sire for a moment, and then Terrell. And rather like the devil himself, the following conversation she shares with him proves to be most enlightening. And perhaps, if Terrell appears before she disappears, she shall have the last conversation this subject requires.
And now that Nanshe is taking a dirt nap with Baby Jesus ... perhaps she can make the move she should have ages ago.
She muses on the state of Nanshe, on her recent behavior, on signs people apparently missed. Her thoughts land on her Sire for a moment, and then Terrell. And rather like the devil himself, the following conversation she shares with him proves to be most enlightening. And perhaps, if Terrell appears before she disappears, she shall have the last conversation this subject requires.
And now that Nanshe is taking a dirt nap with Baby Jesus ... perhaps she can make the move she should have ages ago.