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fromthevalley) wrote2010-06-01 01:52 am
fromthevalley) wrote2010-06-01 01:52 am
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In the golden afternoon.... (for ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
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Helga's eyes glanced at the lake as she passed by it. She sighed, remembering well the sight from the day before. The memory caused her face to flush. She truly had not meant to stare but the sight of Salazar swimming had left her little option. It had been shocking and he'd only made it worse afterwards. Oh, that man! Sometimes he aggravated her so much and sometimes she suspected that he did it on purpose.
She sighed again as she continued on her way, finally breaking off the main path and heading down a hill. Finally, the sounds of a babbling brook invaded her ears. Helga turned her head, there was no one around, at least none that she could see. Helga continued to walk along the path of the stream. It widened, then turned before heading towards the forest.
Eventually, Helga came upon her favorite spot on the grounds. There were trees and big boulders all around, concealing the pool from view. The stream continued to babble but here the pool was clear and calm. Again, she made sure that there was no one else around. She even set a protection ward. Helga took off her dress and draped it carefully on a tree branch. She was now left in a coarsely woven, sleeveless linen, work shift. A breeze came up and Helga breathed a sigh of relief. Out of her wool dress, she was cooler immediately.
Her boots and stockings were the next thing to be removed and they were draped over a branch next to her dress. Helga picked up a basket that she had brought with her and carried it over to the water. She sat down on a large flat rock and stuck her feet into the water.
"Oh, that's better." She said to herself and decided to just soak her feet for a few minutes.
She sighed again as she continued on her way, finally breaking off the main path and heading down a hill. Finally, the sounds of a babbling brook invaded her ears. Helga turned her head, there was no one around, at least none that she could see. Helga continued to walk along the path of the stream. It widened, then turned before heading towards the forest.
Eventually, Helga came upon her favorite spot on the grounds. There were trees and big boulders all around, concealing the pool from view. The stream continued to babble but here the pool was clear and calm. Again, she made sure that there was no one else around. She even set a protection ward. Helga took off her dress and draped it carefully on a tree branch. She was now left in a coarsely woven, sleeveless linen, work shift. A breeze came up and Helga breathed a sigh of relief. Out of her wool dress, she was cooler immediately.
Her boots and stockings were the next thing to be removed and they were draped over a branch next to her dress. Helga picked up a basket that she had brought with her and carried it over to the water. She sat down on a large flat rock and stuck her feet into the water.
"Oh, that's better." She said to herself and decided to just soak her feet for a few minutes.