𝒜 sweet smile that curved her red lips, dark orbs following the other’s movements while arms crossed loosely over her chest. Her head tipped to one side as she listened attentively–and at some point she was able to understand what exactly the other meant. Her own botique was like a sacred place for her despite it being located at a busy street. “That is possibly the best experience – to accidentally find something while on the go.” A slight shrug followed as her smile widened lightly. “And I’m glad I was of these people who stumbled across this place. But anyway, I’m here to check of a few books.” There was a way to find them all online but it brought no delight whatsoever.
⊰ ✿ ⊱ — There’s warmth breathing in her step ; & an ocean of it’s glories waves. it’s lyrical ; oh so rhapsodic ! ( Let it sing ! let is sweep us all away ! ) Demure &&’ equanimity is weave in a cadence. HALCYON MELODIES drift in spirit. ( oh let her sing ! & Let her dream with the angels watching ! ! ) There’s roseate chocolate tiers watching ; a guided bridge over shallow waters. She laughs softly ; drenched in sweetness but how could one complain ? ( she was a flower in the mist ; goodness bloomed inside of her. )
❛ It indeed is ! that’s why most always enjoy coming here once they know it’s actually here. ‘offers peace for them
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even if it’s for a short time.
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&&’ a stumble of silence enclosed her ; doting how someone had come for
an interest much like hers. ( It was resonant ! Maybe she’d want to take a trip to
WONDERLAND ? )
❛ If you’ve the names I can help you find em’ here !
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