Cluttered Shelving

Want to start at the beginning? - Emma, Part 1 --- The Laudriel estate and the Velshin field it boardered rested on the upper slope of the dwin valley. From the front door of the estate, a huge archway carved out of the rock face, Emma could see the valley spread before her. The sky was clear and bright, the sun just rising over the eastern edge of the valley. The upper slopes of the valley were mostly fields and farmland, varying shades of green in a patchwork pattern. Other estates were scattered throughout, but none were built fully into the mountainside like the Laudreil estate. They spilled out of the stone, gray against the green fields that surrounded them.

Want to start at the beginning? - Emma, Part 1 --- The pages of the book were brittle, stiff and brown from age.  She turned them carefully, holding the cover of the book in one hand so as not to stretch the binding open too far.  Each morning after breakfast she was to dedicate her time to reading and study. When she was younger her mother hired tutors to guide her studies, but now she was able to pick what material she desired. She often used the time to daydream about travel and about cities beyond the valley that held the small dwin homeland.

Want to start at the beginning? - Emma, Part 1 --- Rilen led the way as the girls crossed the Velshin field back to Emma’s home. On each side of them ancient dwarves loomed above. Some had their hands on their hips, resolute, others worked tools and trades, their large, dexterous hands carved in such detail that one could imagine they would return to fluid movements at any moment. “So are you going to do it?” Rilen finally asked when they’d walked almost half the way back without a word.