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Post by Nyah on May 4, 2006 19:14:35 GMT -5
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le
Loki level
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Post by le on May 6, 2006 17:55:31 GMT -5
kamaria {Pel}
Property of Pelagon of Hulneth Island
unrestricted
is at Pel’s Cabin and says to ALL: *the tea a brewing as was like second nature, really considering how much her Master liked to drink it....she wrapped her fingers around the broom, humming softly to herself brushing and pulling easily across the floor. discarding of the debree, dark eyes looked about for any stray dishes, finding only a mug and bowl and quick washing and drying each. setting each back on the shelf, she meandered back over to her Master's furs, gripping the ends and pulling up small muscles contracting in an attempt to give it a good shake. eh the first attempt wasn't the best..2nd..a lil better..but as the saying goes the 3rd time was a charm...moving easily along each side of the fur and smoothing over and wrinkles or bumps.*
kamaria {Pel}
Property of Pelagon of Hulneth Island
unrestricted
is at Pel’s Cabin and says to ALL: *smoothin out her own sleeping furs, she made sure the fire was still alive, splashing her face with warm water, and sitting down to pull her warm boots on. the cabin looking all purty and clean she wrapped her cloak around her shoulders, slipping easily out the door and moving from the path.*
kamaria {Pel}
Property of Pelagon of Hulneth Island
unrestricted
is upon the large pebble path and says to ALL: *she continued humming to herself strolling along the path as dark eyes drank in the beauty all around her. things were really becoming familar now, passing by the High Jarl's home and continuing on to one of the paddocks. she still needed to ask Mistress Sedim what to do and how to make rope after the bosk furr had been collected, but for now she could at least get the job started. thankfully she remembered a decent size basket wrapping her fingers around the handle and twirling it easily as she approached the smell of animal very distinct in the air now. slipping into the confined area, she reached for the brush, walking slowly now as she approach the first bosk. thankfully a thrall had agreed to accompany her guiding her a bit as she wasn't really use to being around let alone brushing these animals approaching still slowly now**
kamaria {Pel}
Property of Pelagon of Hulneth Island
unrestricted
: [paddock] *not scared just hesitant as she didn't want to spook the bosk in anyway. the thrall seemed to be watching her frigid movements laughing as he told her* it's ok you can breathe around em. *laughing still at her as she took another step forward again.....ok get it together girly..taking a deep breathe and raising the brush at the base of of neck. she pulled back feeling the hair slice through the bristles, pulling the brush back up and following the same path several times. the bosk shifted a bit, nothing major but making her jump a bit, hearing the thrall laugh she shot him a playful glare and moved the brush back up onto the bosk , pulling down right next to her orignal path*
kamaria {Pel}
Property of Pelagon of Hulneth Island
unrestricted
: [paddock] *with the exception of a few more adjustments from the bosk, still making her jump every time as she liked animals this one was just really big...well they all were really. she had brushed roughly the left side of the animal now, looking down to the brush which happily and thankfully was quite full. her basket hanging now easily from her arm, her right hand began to free the fur from the bristles. by now means was it instant her hand continuing to free and clean the brush, growl'n soft a bit as she saw both the thrall and bosk eye her, turning it into laughter instead. the hair trapped in the basket she set it down, the brush moving easily now along the bosk*
kamaria {Pel}
Property of Pelagon of Hulneth Island
unrestricted
: [paddock] *switching sides with the thrall she continued brushing, switching off and one between that and emptying the hair, the basket slowly starting to fill up. it would definitely take more then one animal, not worried as there were lots of em around. motioning the thrall over to the next one that's close by she showed him the basket of collected hair askin *so you want to change jobs, kam will be the bodyguard *laughin and winks* and you can brush the big animal...*knowing that so wasn't going to happen she started the brush along his fur again. she hummed softly now, knowing that singing loud in anyway could um make easily scare the bosk and probably the thrall too. yay...she was getting better at this, the brush gliding through almost seamlessly now. empty another brushful of hair into the basket she twirled her finger in the air..the thrall laughing actually getting at what she was tryin to say. on the other side her hand and arm started up again watching as the bosk's coat was growing a bit shiny the loose hair being pulled by the brush.
kamaria {Pel}
Property of Pelagon of Hulneth Island
unrestricted
: [paddock] *her arm was beginning to get tired now, starting on the third bosk and well the basket had collected quite a good amount of fur. yawning she thanks the thrall again for being her safety blanket..laughing and moving out of the paddock, venturing back to the path to wash up in her Master's cabin*
cont.......
kamaria {Pel}
Property of Pelagon of Hulneth Island
unrestricted
[paddock] *thankfully the thrall who had been helpful the previous day was not busy and met her, slipping through the gate enterance along with her. bending down she picked up the brush, eyeing the bosk a bit as well they seemed all slow and stuff but one wrong move and well she didn't want to think about it. approaching a nearby bosk, she stayed on the right side as the the thrall reamained on the left. the brush moved easily along the bosks lower neck, bristles contuing through as she pulled gently trying to get her rhythm going*
kamaria {Pel}
Property of Pelagon of Hulneth Island
unrestricted
: [paddock] she hummed softly more to the bosk then anything, guiding the brush along as today seemed a bit more easier then the previous one. thankfully the bosk wasn't big on moving to much brusing along it's side now and gathering up the loose fur. side stepping to her right she bent down staying away from the legs as she really didn't want to get kicked, collecting more dead hair*
kamaria {Pel}
Property of Pelagon of Hulneth Island
unrestricted
: [paddock]*reaching for the basket she let it dangle of her wrist, pulling the hair out of the brush and adding it to the previously collected hair. the brush clean again she switched sides with the thrall, guiding the brush from the end of the bosks neck and starting the process all over again. humming softly still her movement grew a bit more fluid like and quicker as both hands and arms got use to the movement...getting her groove back.*
kamaria {Pel}
Property of Pelagon of Hulneth Island
unrestricted
: [paddock] *picking up the basket she emptied the brush again moving along to the next bosk as the thrall followed along. her strokes were a bit stronger now as more hair would gather in the brush, with a bit of elbow grease. the words slipped easily from her lips murmuring softly so not to scare the animal* what do we do with a drunken monkey...what do we do with a drunken monkey... what do we do with a drunken monkey early in the morning... ....*the thrall tilting his head and looking at her like she was a bit of her rocker she was sure he was thinking "isn't it suppose to be a drunken sailor..." her lips curved into a smile seeing the laugh as she tried desperately to remember whim's lyrics brushing again along the side of the bosk*
kamaria {Pel}
Property of Pelagon of Hulneth Island
unrestricted
[paddock] *on the opposite side now the brush continued down a new path of fur. the brush was now gathering fur a bit quicker, having to empty it more frequently as she moved to the next bosk. thinking probably to hard she had one of those ah ha moments full lips opening as she continued to brush* shave his belly with a rusty razer.......... use the fur to knit kam a blazer *laughin as the part had floored her the first time she heard it....* thats what we'll do with a drunken monkey .....early in the morning....*laughin hard now as she had to step away from the bosk as he apparently was not to fond of her singing. taking an enh she fought to pull herself together, moving the brush along the bosk's side again humming the song as the giggles started to subside*
kamaria {Pel}
Property of Pelagon of Hulneth Island
unrestricted
: [paddock] emptying the remaining fur from the brush into the basket she looked to the thrall thanking him for making sure she did not get trampled again. wrapping her fingers around the basket she strolled back out of the gate, hearing the latch lock as she waved good bye to the thrall. dark eyes looked to the fur she had collected wondering how this was going to create rope not doubting it just kind of amazed really*
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Post by Sedim on May 9, 2006 22:29:20 GMT -5
(22:07:29 )
Sedim
Seamstress
Carinus' Woman
Guest of Hulneth Island, GRP
: ~In The wagon of Carinus and Sedim
**Settled comfortably under the light of three bright oil lamps, an earthenware vase filled with water and dried reeds beside Me, as well as a tiny knife and an awl, I consider a dsign in My mind, for a set of three small baskets**
(22:16:26 )
Sedim
Seamstress
Carinus' Woman
Guest of Hulneth Island, GRP
: ~In The wagon of Carinus and Sedim
In time, i take several of teh soaked reeds...now dyed a delicate shade of gold-green, and lay them out. I take other reeds, rather greenish-blue, and begin weaving them through. Two over, one under, again and again, laternating where each one starts. This begins to create a simple stepped pattern, and I consider the effect with a critical gaze**
(22:19:07 )
Sedim
Seamstress
Carinus' Woman
Guest of Hulneth Island, GRP
says to ==:: Misanthropic Bastar: ~In The wagon of Carinus and Sedim
**The effecct is pleasant enough, vaguely reminiscent of spring time. I give a nod of satisfaction and undo the weaving. Now I begin again, this time arranging each reed with great care, making My weaving tight and secure with agil little fingers**
(22:21:46 )
Sedim
Seamstress
Carinus' Woman
Guest of Hulneth Island, GRP
: ~In The wagon of Carinus and Sedim
**Over, under, over under. Rather than square, I have decided to work in the round, a letting the supple, subtly-dyed reeds bend and snug into a small bowl shape as i work. Careful fingers guide this shaping, the stepped pattern growing reed by reed**
(22:25:24 )
Sedim
Seamstress
Carinus' Woman
Guest of Hulneth Island, GRP
: ~In The wagon of Carinus and Sedim
**Soon enough it becomes a tioghtly woven bowl, just large enough to fill My cupped hands. it might become a kitchen basket, used for holding salt perhaps, or to be heaped with brilliantly colored blossoms to create a beautiful effect. I smile a bit, considering this even as I begin to bind the upper edge, weaving in every reed, making sure the ends are perfectly concealed**
(22:34:20 )
Sedim
Seamstress
Carinus' Woman
Guest of Hulneth Island, GRP
: ~In The wagon of Carinus and Sedim
*Humming as I work, i take out more reeds and begin the second basket. It will be a bit larger but still have the same pattern in its' weave...the second of the set. Little hands work more easily now having been limbered in weaving the first one, and this time the work goes much quicker**
(22:42:50 )
Sedim
Seamstress
Carinus' Woman
Guest of Hulneth Island, GRP
: ~In The wagon of Carinus and Sedim
**Reed by reed, round by round the basket grows, half again wider than the first. It, too, is woven tightly, designed to be useful as well as decorative. Blue-green and gold-green steps march pu (or down) the rounded sides, drawing attention tot he graceful curve. I sing softly as I work, in that strange and siblant tongue learnt at My Grandmother's knee**
(22:50:23 )
Sedim
Seamstress
Carinus' Woman
Guest of Hulneth Island, GRP
: ~In The wagon of Carinus and Sedim
**When the little basket is half again as tall as the first, I begin to weave in the ends, again making sure they are perfectly concealed. The people of kassar had laughed at My interest in Childrens' skills....a Woman of the rank I'd held had no need to work at all if She so chose...but I had chosen to wrk, and their laughter had ceased soon enough when they realized I was serious about learning those essential skills. I was no Master weaver, but I did as well as any ordinary basket-maker, such being a common and necessary skill of life on the plains whre wood was a rarity**
(22:54:55 )
Sedim
Seamstress
Carinus' Woman
Guest of Hulneth Island, GRP
: ~In The wagon of Carinus and Sedim
**Now winter-frozen jades glance over My stock of dyed and soaked reeds....hmmmm....not enough left for a larger basket...and a smaller one than the first would be impractical. Hmmmm...maybe a simple matching mat to set there two finished ones upon, making a different yet still cohesive set.**
(23:00:14 )
Sedim
Seamstress
Carinus' Woman
Guest of Hulneth Island, GRP
: ~In The wagon of Carinus and Sedim
**This decided, slender shoulders rotate and petite form arches into a bone-cracking stretch before I take a deep breath and settle back down. Calloused digits take the gold-green reeds and lay them out, then begin veaving teh blue-green reeds through them. Two over, one under, to create the stepped pattern. I keep them snug, but not tight enough to make it bend or skew. The work goes quickly, and soon the blue and gold and green "steps" are dancing across My view**
(23:06:45 )
Sedim
Seamstress
Carinus' Woman
Guest of Hulneth Island, GRP
: ~In The wagon of Carinus and Sedim
**As i work, my eyes fall to the tiny steel stove I'd hade made for Me in Turia...it seems so long ago now. A tight steel box on little curved, footed legs...a small airtight door with a vent in the front, the top smoothly polished and shining, and a tiny li'l opening in the back to release the small amount of smoke it sometimes created. Useful in cooking, and in warming the large wagon...farr more so than the usual Kassar brazier...and here it sat, cold and lifeless. I grumble a bit, wondering what was so bloomin' complicated about a broad, shallow steel box, that Aldoran couldn't seem to grasp the concept. I growl a bit, then look back down at the mat...it's nearly complete now, just a few mroe horts to weave before I bind the final edge....then look back at the little stove**
(23:10:14 )
Sedim
Seamstress
Carinus' Woman
Guest of Hulneth Island, GRP
: ~In The wagon of Carinus and Sedim
**And then it hits Me.....I don't need a steel "tray" to line with sand then bricks! My mind races, far outpacing agile fingers now......A simple basket...none too fine....line it with clay and let dry...then fire it hard...the basket will burn away...the clay will be left...and THAT will work just fine lined with sand and bricks to create a fireproof hearth-box! I grin, suddenly very pleased**
(23:17:33 )
Sedim
Seamstress
Carinus' Woman
Guest of Hulneth Island, GRP
: ~In The wagon of Carinus and Sedim
**This idea now working in My mind, small fingers fly to finish off the woven mat. In short order i weave in the last of the ends, then place teh two round baskets on their matching mat, and tilt My head to study teh effect**
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Post by apple{JMB} on May 11, 2006 4:51:01 GMT -5
apple getting obataining cream and curing it readying for butter making...
05:30:40 )
apple{Hul}
Mute
Hulneth GRP
is at the main house at the top of the land and says to ALL: pulling on a cloak that i ws allowed slipping into the boots pads out to the porch and steps down to the path
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apple{Hul}
Mute
Hulneth GRP
is upon the large pebble path and says to ALL: quick steps as warm breath still steams a little in the early morning befor the sun rises the thralls allready gathering the bosk in to the close fields for milking
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apple{Hul}
Mute
Hulneth GRP
is standing close to one of the animal pens and says to ALL: padding down to the milking shed looking around with pales orbs picks up one of the wooden pails and grins at one of the thralls as bosk begin to get herd and put into their pen watching as one of there back legs gets tied to the post so they dont kick so much and grins
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apple{Hul}
Mute
Hulneth GRP
is standing close to one of the animal pens and says to se~ta ~o~: grabbing a stool as sets the wooden pale under the udder , an rubs hands together it had been a dam long time since i had milked a animal and gently reaches out to the teets and begins to pull in a slow rythem as pressues apply form the top to the bottom as squirts of milk began rattle into t he pale grins and d works the all the teets in the same rythem filling hte pale fairly quickly .... leaning back up straight and pats the bosk side and rises up and carries the pale over to the carrying vats and pours itin carefully even though a little spills down on to the ground
05:40:36 )
apple{Hul}
Mute
Hulneth GRP
is standing close to one of the animal pens and says to se~ta ~o~: taking the pale over to another bosk and settles on the little stool and as a thrall comes around with bowl of warm water I smile to him and rinse my hands off and an again reaching to the udder and abegins again tugging the teets firmly though gently the whole rythem thing coming back as the milk squirts out with out resistance
(05:43:29 )
apple{Hul}
Mute
Hulneth GRP
is standing close to one of the animal pens and says to ALL: it some what strange to working along side the thralls but I didnt mind to much thought I could hear a few whisphres now an then I continued pilling the pales an moving form bosk to bosk and filling the carrying vats for the house and hall usage mostly stretching looking the many vats of milk and smiles as the thralls kindly offer to help carry them up tothe house for me I sign for them to put them all 10 of them in the kitchen rubbing my hands on the wool of the kirtle
05:45:17 )
apple{Hul}
Mute
Hulneth GRP
is standing close to one of the animal pens and says to ALL: liflting on the vats in my arms as it was heavy and carried it up along the path behind the thralls who carry them with ease it seemed but then of course there mostly larger than apple an accustomed to hard labours of the farms
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apple{Hul}
Mute
Hulneth GRP
is at the main house at the top of the land and says to ALL: coming in after all the vats had been left on the kitchen floor looking at them an wonder just how much butter will be made wrinkles my nose a little and moves to the cool room opening the door as a small shiver befalls my slender frame brushing strawberry curls back behind my ears begins to drag the vats into the room and setting in the back out the way leaving on nearer the door for every day use and smiles stepping back out and closing the door thinking well 1/4 of the way there
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Post by clarissadelcourt on May 11, 2006 7:36:34 GMT -5
I am late to post but it is all good.........since is no longer preggy lol,
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Post by apple{JMB} on May 11, 2006 19:49:45 GMT -5
20:38:52 )
apple{Hul}
Mute
Hulneth GRP
is at the main house at the top of the land and says to ALL: padding out into the kitchen pulling open the cool room door and slipping in side ease off one of thelides of the vats of milk placed there yesterday morning looks to see if the cream has settled on the top seeing the thick cream as I spy under the lide beams brightly turning around and rushing to get several large jugs off the bench padding back melting on knees on the floor and looks at the vat then the jugs and thinks on cripes jumps to feet and running back into thekitchen as the flesh s hivers from teh heat and cold air strawberry locks cascading in a flash of colour about shoulders and cheeks grabs a clean flatish ladle and rushing back and kneeling down by the jugs an eases the lid of the first vat
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apple{Hul}
Mute
Hulneth GRP
is at the main house at the top of the land and says to ALL: eases the flate soon end into the thick cream so fresh making apples mouth water as I carefully scooped teh cream off the top half filling the first jug before repalcein the lide and wirggles to the next vat and removeing hte lide with care and begins scooping the cream off and tipping it into the jugs
(20:44:39 )
apple{Hul}
Mute
Hulneth GRP
is at the main house at the top of the land and says to ALL: replacing the lides as I went mobing on from one vat to the next till I had all of them scoopingout the thick cream filling all the jugs an having to go fetch several more in the proces delighted with the amount of cream gathered I had wondered just how much cream was needed to make butter , but then thought it didnt matter cause there is always a need for butter anyways carrying the jugs out two at a time and place them on the kitchen table trotting back and forth then finally closing the cool room door and looks at the jugs taping chin recalling sis something about the cream has to go off a bit wrinkles nose ......
(20:46:33 )
apple{Hul}
Mute
Hulneth GRP
is at the main house at the top of the land and says to ALL: grabbing a pile of clean cheese cloth cause it doesnt have fluff shakes them out and dampens them with cool water and wrings them out throughtly and begins to lay a over two jugs at a time till they are all covered leaving them to warm and curdle slightly ..... thinking one day should do the trick nodding head
tomorrow actually make the butter grins
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Post by applehul on May 12, 2006 8:11:49 GMT -5
08:29:13 )
apple{Hul}
Mute
Hulneth GRP
is upon the large pebble path and says to ALL: wonders around looking for the storage shed wondering if I might find a butter churn in there
08:31:33 )
apple{Hul}
Mute
Hulneth GRP
is upon the large pebble path and says to ALL: walks around to the back end of the house scratching my head and wonders over to a shed and jerking the doors open and steping inside as the early morning rays flicker through tiny gaps in the walls given an almost erie effect as sharfts of light and dust seem to swirl about
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apple{Hul}
Mute
Hulneth GRP
is upon the large pebble path and says to ALL: walks up the center eyeing off all the impelemts and items in crates, shifting a stack of bucket and running fingers over a fur that hid some bottoles of turian wine taps my chin squinting into the darkest corners
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apple{Hul}
Mute
Hulneth GRP
is upon the large pebble path and says to ALL: moves a few barrels containing oil and odds and ends finding the churn lifts it up and carryies it out and plops it down on the ground and closes the sheds doors and lifts it again msucles flexing up upper arms and carries to the house back door and sets it down again exhaling deeply
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apple{Hul}
Mute
Hulneth GRP
is at the main house at the top of the land and says to ALL: slippingout of the boots heading in the back door grabbing a damp cloth and basin of warm water and carries them out to the back step and wrings the cloth in teh water and begins to scrub over the out side of the churn as it was a but dusty and begins sneezing shakes my head and wipes the cloth over the barrrel base and over the lide and plunger comingout of the lide ...... a fine line of persuration forming on my brow taking hte lid upp as the center comes out and wipe sit all over making sure its perfectly clean before I begin
08:40:28 )
apple{Hul}
Mute
Hulneth GRP
is at the main house at the top of the land and says to ALL: padds back inside and gets the jugs of cream I had left out and carrying it over to teh churn and pours it in and looks passing back and forth until I had pours all the cream into the base and puts the lilde back on and looks around and strtetches........
(08:42:08 )
apple{Hul}
Mute
Hulneth GRP
is at the main house at the top of the land and says to ALL: takes a few deep breaths and wraps hands around the plundger and begins to work it up and down as listening to the liquid slosh about inside , up and down up and down up and down over and over an over again working the cream
(08:44:04 )
apple{Hul}
Mute
Hulneth GRP
is at the main house at the top of the land and says to ALL: as the cream thickened and plunger got hard and harder to push up and down not sure when enough is enough I keep working it pausing now an then to give my arms a rest
08:46:23 )
apple{Hul}
Mute
Hulneth GRP
is at the main house at the top of the land and says to ALL: my right shoulder began to ache a little but I didnt let it bother me to much just kept doing what i was doing till I couldnt barly move the plunger any more lifting the lide a little bit and peeking inside and seeing the yellow mass and am smiles a bit....
(08:51:14 )
apple{Hul}
Mute
Hulneth GRP
is at the main house at the top of the land and says to ALL: setes the lide back down and gos to life the whole thing into the kitchen thinking dam its much heavier and barly makes it up each step and drags it inside the kitchen moving to the shelves takes down the large dish I can find and removes the lid with the plunger across the sink for washing wrinkles my nose fills a small bowl with warm water and letting my hands rest in a while to warm them then begins to scoop the thickened mass out of the churn leaving the butter milk behind filling the bowl
(08:54:56 )
apple{Hul}
Mute
Hulneth GRP
is at the main house at the top of the land and says to ALL: grabs a clean jug off the shelf and pours the butter milk into and smiles thinking wow is that all there is setting the butter milk into the cool room for other things then coming back to the bowl of butter andpnsers this washing butter washes the plunder off and stands it one the floor and set sthe bowl down next to the sink and pours some cold water over it as both hands begin to work the butter as it comes waxy and repeating this proces a few things rinsing it and wringing it out my squeeses it together all plyable as the waxy texture grows then plonks it down on a larg e chopping board and gives the matter some more thoguht
08:57:11 )
apple{Hul}
Mute
Hulneth GRP
is at the main house at the top of the land and says to ALL: padding over to the pantry takes out a canister of sea salf an begins to spinkle it over the yellow blob and rubs it into the it going sparingly not sure how much to use and would hate so much to over salt it , then kneads it out taking hte rolling pin and pushing down on it and runs it over it a few times this way then that way making sure all the water is gone form it
08:59:11 )
apple{Hul}
Mute
Hulneth GRP
is at the main house at the top of the land and says to ALL: nimble fingers now working it up into a long rectangle smoothings the sides some, and may hands having grown shiny smiles thinking its looks somewhere about right and slices it warm knife into the sizes that would fit into the butter dishes and taking sheets of cheese cloth and cutting them to size wrapes them into neat little parcles
09:09:00 )
apple{Hul}
Mute
Hulneth GRP
is at the main house at the top of the land and says to ALL: stackes up the parcles and carries them over to the cool room and slipping inside with a sudden shiver as I was quite hot and ari seemed so much colder than normal and stackes them up on the back shelves for use later on and smiles coming out and closing the door and leans against it thinking wow apple did it
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