[Nill was in the sanctuary -- the familiar haunt, leaning back on one of the church pews with her legs dangling slightly over the wood, and her eyes gazing up toward the rafters.
She was thinking, and sometimes wondering where Aisling went. The two always seemed to barely miss each other, but the winged girl was always interested in learning more about the fairy... Hol Horse helped save her, but then what happened after that...?
Nill had an inkling that the Archbishop was still sleeping, and she didn't dare disturb him, whittling away the hours by picking a few flowers to decorate the altar or trying to read the Bible with... less-than-stellar success.
But there were simply too many hours in the day, and she was running out of things to do with herself.
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Date: 2010-08-07 05:43 am (UTC)She was thinking, and sometimes wondering where Aisling went. The two always seemed to barely miss each other, but the winged girl was always interested in learning more about the fairy... Hol Horse helped save her, but then what happened after that...?
Nill had an inkling that the Archbishop was still sleeping, and she didn't dare disturb him, whittling away the hours by picking a few flowers to decorate the altar or trying to read the Bible with... less-than-stellar success.
But there were simply too many hours in the day, and she was running out of things to do with herself.
...And she was lonely.]