#earthrunes

"But she'd also never really hurt Bronte." He pets the bookwyrm who bobs her head into his palm. "I caught her giving Bronte a book the other week, One of Lloyd Alexander's series I think"

"Oo! Good choice!"

"Bronte thought so, little minx took it up to the top of the bookshelf to make sure few could read it until she was done"

"Oh!"

"Well... can I blame her?"

Bronte sticks her tongue out at Earl "“I have always imagined paradise will be a kind of library.” – Jorge Luis Borges"

"Ah, from the mouths of babes."

"Or out of the mouth of Borges" He adds amused at the forked raspberrying

"Come, Love. While we rest up, shall we snuggle, read side by side, or have tea?" He offers

"All three?"

She slides an arm through his.

"It is a magic number," He concurs , arm in arm with her now, and each selects their book as tea is soon steeping.

It's going to be a nice night, with plans for skulduggery in Paris later