Ani felt a stirring, a hope, a winged thing waking up in her chest and brushing her heart with it's feathers.

He did a very good impression of a stone column.

Geric," she called. He turned back around. "What kind of flowers were they?" "I don't rightly know," he said. He made faltering gestures with his hands, forming their size and shape from the air. "They were yellow, and smallish, and had lots of petals." "Thank you," she said. "They were beautiful.

Uge, save me from the sauce of their loveyness-raso Forest Born

Her smile was peculiar - it made her nose wrinkle, not as though she smelled something unpleasant, but more that she was so amused, her whole face wanted to be a part of the smile.

He had a dashing smile. It nearly dashed right off his face.

It is a truth universally acknowledged that a thirty-something woman in possession of a satisfying career and fabulous hairdo must be in want of very little