Ireland
Ireland slowed her pace so that she was no longer leading him, but walking next to him. She continued to hold his hand, enjoying the moment. For some reason Russia reminded Ireland of her father. Maybe it his height or maybe it was the way he talked in simple ways. Whatever the reason, she felt very comfortable next to him. "I love going for nature walks. My father used to take me to the clover fields. We would spend all day playing in them. You would have liked my father. He used to draw for me all the time." Ireland realized that it was possible that Russia did not want to here about her father, so she fell silent enjoying the bliss of nature. She let him guide her because he knew where the field was.




