Lienn~
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Post by Lienn~ on Jun 26, 2006 10:29:11 GMT -5
The walls were a dusty rose color that seemed almost white unless you looked for longer than a passing glance. Soft light streamed through the windows, leaving squares of light on the white carpet. At the far wall, a wooden platform rose about a foot off the main floor. On it was a comfy bedroll and numerous oversized pillows, that when rolled away, made the perfect place to meditate. To close off this space was a rosy beaded curtain that spanned across in front of the platform to partition it off. Currently the curtain was open, parted down the middle and swept to both sides, the bedroll was out and the pillows were piled about. A desk with a closed laptop and a few books sat against a side wall in front of all this, and at the desk sat Lienn, who was reading at the moment, ashen eyes scanning back and forth across the pages.
Music could be heard coming from her silver compact stereo against the opposite wall, but besides that, everything else was quiet. This wasn’t to say, however, that she would refuse company, as her room door was open, outside sounds drifting in to be swallowed up by the music, so it didn’t bother her that much.
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