It was late or early depending on your point of view about 0200 or bit after. Odina was sitting on her bed crocheting, her hook was a 6mm in royal blue, she had a full set, each in a different color. The skein of yarn she was working with both thick and extremely soft, was a mixture of crimson, silver, and midnight blue. Tionas was sitting on her shoulder head pointed down moving slightly side to side as she reached the end of the row, turned the in progress blanket around to start the next chain along the other side. She had read over her letter from Thomas who was serving on the Journeyman, He jokingly said he was constantly freezing his jellies off. So she figured her present for his birthday would be a nice thick soft blanket. Though knowing their mother she would be sending him FIVE of them in Orange and Puce, or Paisley and Lavender, or other wild combinations. The love their mom but the woman was color blind and there were times the “gifts” were eye sore colors but they would wear them. Specially for Holidays or birthdays. Odina hummed softly as she continued chain after chain on the blanket.

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Marshell CE