[ it's the opposite of a gilded cage, what philippa offers her. it's meant to be a longer taste of that kind of life, quaint and vibrant, an escape from the world madeline knows. it's an offer that only someone like phil can make, not any sort of temptation, just another act of kindness to someone she has come to care about.
the touching, she likes, keeping it tender and benign, and she already misses her hand when they return to their breakfast. she pulls the kettle over and replenishes her own floral cup with her personal blend of white tea and blueberries. her long legs are pulled onto the adirondack chair, folded into a pretzel, her hair braided away from her face with ribbons woven through her black strands. she seems to glow with happiness today, though that might just be because madeleine seems to be happy. at peace. ]
I can certainly conjure that up, [ she replies after a sip of her drink, deciding she needs a spot of sugar. as if the jam she had brought wasn't enough for her sweettooth. ]
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Date: 2021-02-19 07:30 pm (UTC)the touching, she likes, keeping it tender and benign, and she already misses her hand when they return to their breakfast. she pulls the kettle over and replenishes her own floral cup with her personal blend of white tea and blueberries. her long legs are pulled onto the adirondack chair, folded into a pretzel, her hair braided away from her face with ribbons woven through her black strands. she seems to glow with happiness today, though that might just be because madeleine seems to be happy. at peace. ]
I can certainly conjure that up, [ she replies after a sip of her drink, deciding she needs a spot of sugar. as if the jam she had brought wasn't enough for her sweettooth. ]
What would you like to do today?