"They are so fine in weave," Skellig is only using his eyesight to cheat a little. "The risk of a snag would be great if worn," he agrees. "But many other uses for them."
Sprawling upon them it is, then.
The reds are lovely, as are the yellows - one is so dark it is nearly a golden color, vibrant and glowing. And he already knows how well Kreyu has enjoyed him sprawled atop greens and blues. He glances up. "My wife prefers purple most of all...it seems to...bring out her eyes. Do you know where I might find a merchant who carries it?"
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Date: 2024-05-26 01:58 am (UTC)Sprawling upon them it is, then.
The reds are lovely, as are the yellows - one is so dark it is nearly a golden color, vibrant and glowing. And he already knows how well Kreyu has enjoyed him sprawled atop greens and blues. He glances up. "My wife prefers purple most of all...it seems to...bring out her eyes. Do you know where I might find a merchant who carries it?"