( you were torn like a road map and lost in the crowd and the dirt is your lover now fingernails thorn trees my fickle heart too so many things in this sad little world grow back except for you )

By the time Enfys realizes she'd left anything behind at Brian's - when she casually broke into his flat, made him dinner and took some of his clothes with her when she left, leaving merry implications behind her - it feels like it was forever ago. It's not too hard to slip back in to pick up her things; it wasn't too hard going without them, ( Read more... )

no.

what do you mean 'no'

angler i know you speak english

two days out of your undoubtedly hectic schedule, keel, it won't kill you

are you high, by any chance

only enfys is allowed to do anything insane, i forgot. get on the plane. i'll get us kicked out of a VS for old times.

( Enfys meets him at the airport. )

Today was a day; Enfys has a home to go to these days (can just see you being right at home on some other planet), but old habits die hard and she inhales her anger on Fred's doorstep, leaning on the doorbell until she gets bored of that and starts knocking. "Mummy, let me in," she says, raising her voice to carry through the wood, "your neighbours ( Read more... )

In the nexus, there are places clean and confusing, full of busy people with their busy words. There's all the technology of the very multiverse at your fingertips, there are buildings small and tall, there are letters in every language known to every being. It's like being in every city possible at once, and nothing like that at all ( Read more... )

The first thing that Enfys did when she peeled away from Luke and Leia after arrival was make haste for Prague, to keep Mummy up to date on what his mad little girl is doing lately, to offer proof that this once she'd come back without need for a hospital stay, these sort of things. She lazed around in his space for a while, abusing his hospitality ( Read more... )

Sagramore (& Annuska ( Read more... )

Enfys's life is constantly in motion; Enfys is constantly in motion. Half of the most fascinating things that she's drawn out of living this way have, in one form or another, been wholly unintentional. Accidents of fate. Like walking into a world that felt like it was made for her and finding out that it was made for Garion and she didn't, would ( Read more... )

Even Enfys has a method to her madness - a pattern that you can find in her wanderings. It's not where she goes, but how she comes home. Always first she goes home to Fred (home is people, and Enfys has refused to have too many of those), to show him that she's safe and whole, to abuse his hospitality and to steal his phone. She calls Garath and ( Read more... )

Enfys has a few calls to make - Candice and Fred get some very helpful and informative messages on their respective voicemails, to start with - and when she's done with that, she pats Luke briefly and tells him she has to go do this one in person.

Sagramore, after all, does not to the best of her knowledge actually have a phone. She remembers ( Read more... )