Freedom and Safety (Original works)

[angelicalangie]

She stands at the window in a cabin in the wilds of the country she had never seen before her exile. She tidies the strand of her dark blonde hair behind her ear and focuses on the trees around her. She knows they are running out of food again, and she knows it is time to trade one of her prized belongings in order to survive.

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Comments

[kag523]

This is SO lovely, A! Thank you for the amazing fic, and for the stories from your life which were equally touching. I know your Mum must see you wearing those rings and just 'know' that you thing of her. *happy sigh* What a great memorial to her!

When you have a second, PM me your address and I'll get your necklace into the mail. Again - thank YOU for playing! K :D