Eunice walked into the classroom with her usual book bag, but today she also brought along with her a long, velvety ivy-green scarf. Setting her books on a table, she slung the scarf around her neck and sat down, feeling its softness.
__________________ White shores are calling... You have entered the realm of the Lady of the Wood. We are proud to fight alongside men once more. ...You and I will meet again I <3 you, all my SS friends. Namarie! |