I walked out into the living room to find Bronwyn holding perfectly still, covered up to her neck with a perfectly strait blanket on the Love Sac. I walked by thinking to my self what is going on. Came back at least two minutes later and she was still there. This time Magnus was walking around reciting a monalogue that described her death and how only he had the sleeping potion of life to waken her. With no time to worry about lighting and what not, I grabbed the camera to catch some of the action.
Here’s Bron patiently waiting (with mouth open) for Magnus to stop the monalogue so she can be awaken from her sleep that never ends. I guess she understood that she would have to drink something.
The administration of the sleeping potion of life.
I have been seeing more and more of Bronwyn’s participation in Thisbe and Magnus’ imaginary play. I love it!