Här är vi alla vänner.
Hej och välkommen.
Slå dig ner och känn dig som hemma.
Här kan ni prata om allt ni känner för. Ingen dömer er. Kanske jag kan vara till hjälp med något eller någon annan.
Kom ihåg att hålla god ton!
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Svar på tråden Här är vi alla vänner.
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Arbetar hemifrån från en gångs skull och det fungerar ok. Sitter i vårt nya gästrum/hemmakontor/blomrum och kan titta ut över ett grått hav.
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Det låter avslappnande :) Härligt när man kan ha så fin utsikt medan man jobbar.sextiotalist skrev 2021-03-12 09:03:42 följande:Arbetar hemifrån från en gångs skull och det fungerar ok. Sitter i vårt nya gästrum/hemmakontor/blomrum och kan titta ut över ett grått hav.
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Undrar vart alla är. Det saknas ju många.
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Pojken lekte med draken i snön. Dem jagade varandra och draken försökte flyga, men lyckades inte riktigt. Pojken var glad att ha sin drake. Den var hans bästa vän och dem hade så roligt tillsammans.
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Missade att det var vinter.... För draken och barnet alltså.
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Haha! :-P. Sånt som händer.Mortiscia80 skrev 2021-03-12 13:59:08 följande:
Missade att det var vinter.... För draken och barnet alltså.
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I en och en halvtimme har jag pratat i telefon nu. Men roligt var det!
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Vad prillig jag känner mig nu.
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Ja, ja, ja, eftersom ni fortsätter att engagera er....
Ursäkta FLs urusla formatering..... Biten jag inte är nöjd med är kursiv. Jag har säkert klistrat in det här förut också... Lillkillen är 5 år gammal, och dessutom en "alv", som blir tusentals år gamla, så ni kan ju föreställa er hur liten/ung han är i sin verklighet.
The first thought Irestor had when he woke was: ?It?s blue!? And it was. The early morning light seeping in between the curtains had the blue colour of snow and sky. With a thrill of joy and anticipation, the boy threw back his covers and jumped out of bed. The stone floor was icy cold against his bare feet and he grimaced but he was in too much of a hurry to find his socks or shoes. He rushed to the window and pulled back the curtains. The garden outside was white and icy blue and snow was dancing in the air.?Mahouki?, Irestor called out softly. ?It?s snowing!?On the bed, a little baby fingerling water dragon groaned.?Irestor, come back to bed?, it said sleepily. ?The sun isn?t even up yet.??Nope?, Irestor replied cheerily. ?I?m going outside. Come play with me.?Mahouki flicked his tail, making it shimmer the same colours as the garden, and sighed, stretched and jumped down on the floor.?Are all faie children as annoying as you?, he asked.Irestor didn?t answer. Instead, he pulled open the terrace door and stepped outside.Shivering with cold, Irestor stood at the top of the stairs from the terrace down to the garden. It was only three steps. Three steps and the boy would be in a sea of white. He jumped. And then, he ran. Giggling madly, Irestor rushed around in the garden, looking in on familiar things gone strange in the snowfall, throwing himself into the fancies of a child exploring a new, fantastical world.?Come on Mahouki?, he called. ?Play with me!?Feeling his friend's joy, the dragon joined in. Together, the spent an hour laughing, throwing loose snow around, trying to build a snow house and shaking falling snow off their heads. Irestor didn?t even feel the cold until he heard his father call him.?Irestor í Hiwion Ruiwen Trostin Bokthersa, come in here this instant!?Mahouki swiftly climbed up to Irestor's shoulder and they both looked back at the house. Lord Hiwion stood in the open terrace door to Irestor?s bedroom with his arms crossed and a hard glare.?I think he?s angry?, Irestor whispered.?Let?s go?, Mahouki murmured. ?Before he gets angrier.?Nodding, Irestor started walking back. The closer he got, the more he realized he was freezing. When they reached the door he was shivering. Hiwion crouched down and grabbed his son?s arms.?Have you gone insane?, he asked angrily. ?What are you doing outside in the cold undressed? Do you think you are immortal??Irestor hung his head.?I just wanted to play?, he said quietly, clearly shaken by his father's anger.?Well, there will be no more play?, his father said, standing and hoisting his child up into his arms and walked inside, closing the door behind them. ?Not until you are warm, have eaten and dressed at any rate. If your mother had known about this, she would be furious with us both.?Irestor leaned his head against his father?s and wrapped his arms around his neck.?I miss mom?, he said.Hiwion grimaced slightly, stopping tears.?As do I, tali. I miss her so, so much.?Little fingers twined Hiwion?s auburn hair in contemplative silence, then:?I?m sorry?, Irestor whispered.?Do you understand now why I got so angry???Yes.?Hiwion sat down at the table laden with breakfast food and drink in front of the fireplace, his 6-year-old son in his lap. The little blue dragon climbed up on the table, helping himself to some smoked fish.?I?m sorry too, Irestor?, he sighed. ?I shouldn?t be yelling at you. I?m not really angry, I got worried.?Irestor nodded, golden hair falling in front of his mismatched eyes. Hiwion pulled it back, kissed his temple and said:?Eat. There?s a long day ahead, and you are already cold and tired. Food will do you good.?Kom gärna med både åsikter, förslag och frågor, om ni har några. Jag älskar att bli utmanad och få höra andras synpunkter, det är så jag utvecklas. Ni får säga "Blä, skitdåligt", och "Wow, skitbra" också, men jag hör gärna varför. Och, ja.... you know. -
Jag älskar hav. Spelar ingen roll vad det har för färg. Gimme.sextiotalist skrev 2021-03-12 09:03:42 följande:
Arbetar hemifrån från en gångs skull och det fungerar ok. Sitter i vårt nya gästrum/hemmakontor/blomrum och kan titta ut över ett grått hav.