Hulan smoothed down her dress and inspected her hair closely in the mirror, tidying away a few stray wisps. She turned to her father, “Wha’ do ye think Pa?”
“Och, I think ye look lovely lass, pretty as a picture you are.”
Hulan snorted and tossed her head, “I’s no a fashion parade Imma goin’ ta, i’s [...]
Posted by Hulan on 11th April, 2008
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