Their smiles are my true home.
Grace,wife to Miles Kitson, Brightsmith. Mum to Daniel & Faithe.Proud sister to @A_Shamed_Soul @Kronborg_Jester @DashiellRiddles
A fellow RPer has had their account hacked and taken over by NFT bullshit disseminators. Everyone please keep watch on your accounts, shore them up, change passwords. Especially the ones that you have left fallow for a while. #RP#Roleplay#HackedAccount#NFT
That said, activity on accounts that are have been left alone for a bit, if you want to keep them, would also be a good idea. How shady must this NFT business be, that they choose to hack unsuspecting people to pose as them and then set up their dealings? #NFT#Shady#hackers
Dear followers and friends, please see my previous retweet. This cannot be an isolated problem. It would me smart for anyone who has an account of any sort, especially an inactive one to shore it up security wise, because the hackers chose an account that was left inactive.
beyond the back border of the yard, it's been a visit every day. I cannot forbid them their joys in this heat, but I have had to institute a rule about muddy feet indoors and absolutely no frogs at the table.
I can't recall a summer this blisteringly hot since I was perhaps a child. The majority of my attention has gone to keeping the garden well watered, along with the children, for that matter. Ever since Uncle Dashiell and Uncle Roderick helped Daniel and Faithe explore the creek -
Miles claps his hands and bounces, looking semi perturbed at the flopping of his poofy costume before readjusting his crown and flouncing the edge of his cape right into Lamorak and over his face. “How fortunate for me this misfortune will be. Then the throne shall (1/2)
Miles makes an overblown “O” face and looks drunkenly giddy. “O-HO! Well then, that will pad the throne nicely this winter. And line all the linens with fur, I should say. Perhaps an extra bathtub, filled with wine, NO! MILK! Oh, why choose, one of EACH. Hmm, yesszz.
Miles is dressed ostentatious and flashy, holding his fingers aloft in an aloof gesture. “Can you believe it? Such...such GREED. Honestly. Pigs! They are profound pigs. Wanting food. AGAIN. And clothes. And lower taxes. Tsk. Extravagance. Peasants are a lousy bunch aren’t (1/2)
housing another "pet". "Buuhmmf I mhheed dhis jrrr!" "No, no you don't. You will wait until they come emptied from MY hand. Give it now, Daniel." I often feel I'm raising the my brother Dashiell *all over again*. "How about this. If you come till the beds with me, you can (3/4)
butterfly wings, but she is a natural with Nathaniel and Elinor. That she can keep them so rapt and occupied is a godsend when I've this much work to do outdoors. "Dan--Daniel!" My son however, is untameable, shoving his cheeks full of jarred pears just to empty it for (2/4)
I honestly don't know what I would do without Kitty. She's always been the focal point of captivation for Faithe, who has yet to retract Kitty's given title of "princess" and even recounted her personal fairytale origins having descended from the clouds on a stairway of (1/4)