Surround yourself with the dreamers and doers, the believers and thinkers, but most of all, surround yourself with those who see the greatness within you, even when you don’t see it yourself.
“ Him?” Kili wrinkled his nose, peering over the rim of his drink at the fellow she had pointed out. He took a moment to look him over, frowning faintly – but found himself no more impressed than at first sight. “ He’s alright, if you like that sort of thing. ”
“Sort of a blonde–oh!”
Marian turned. She hadn’t expected such a deep voice to come out of the long haired figure she’d made the passing remark to. Served her right for talking with her eyes on the prince at the head of the hall.
“Sorry, I thought you were um…” her bright gaze darted from broad shoulders to a strong chin in need of a shave. “It’s just that he’s very…”
Well, at least as far as embarrassing herself in front of a total stranger, it couldn’t get much worse. Today anyway.
//So, for any of you still following this little side project of mine…
First off, bless your hearts. Really, I mean it. Secondly, I’ve shuffled things back over to my main and original Hawke blog itshawke. Pretty sure most of you came here from there in the first place, but if not, you know where to find me.
In case someone didn’t watch this film. Two lovers were cursed by a powerful mage. Navarre turns into the wolf after dark. And Isabeau turns into the hawk at day.
Marian Hawke 