"shall we wait here, then?" she asked.
"no no, it will take too long. why don't you wait over there, by the garden?" he gestures toward the back of the yard, shading his eyes from the sun. "the violinist will be here before long, and there is still wine in the cellar."
"well, alright, are you sure you don't want any help?" she thought he seemed tired, and it had been quite a long day for everyone after what had happened earlier that morning.
"thank you, but no. oh, one more thing, did you pass the bramble on the way here?"
she stopped and turned back to face him. "the bramble?"
"yes. I suppose not, you would know it if you had. alright, enjoy the sunset, cheers!"
she felt like she almost remembered something, but the memory slipped away before it was anything at all, and she felt the sun on her face and the day's worries dissipate in its warmth. the wine was sweet, and she longed for the reassurance of the violin's song sweeping through the garden. just a little while longer...
"no no, it will take too long. why don't you wait over there, by the garden?" he gestures toward the back of the yard, shading his eyes from the sun. "the violinist will be here before long, and there is still wine in the cellar."
"well, alright, are you sure you don't want any help?" she thought he seemed tired, and it had been quite a long day for everyone after what had happened earlier that morning.
"thank you, but no. oh, one more thing, did you pass the bramble on the way here?"
she stopped and turned back to face him. "the bramble?"
"yes. I suppose not, you would know it if you had. alright, enjoy the sunset, cheers!"
she felt like she almost remembered something, but the memory slipped away before it was anything at all, and she felt the sun on her face and the day's worries dissipate in its warmth. the wine was sweet, and she longed for the reassurance of the violin's song sweeping through the garden. just a little while longer...
