Melisande is humming to herself as she strolls through the gardens today, dressed warmly against the cold and strolling through at a rather more brisk pace than one usual for a walk through gardens. However, her eyes catch everything, and they are constantly moving, taking everything in, and sometimes brushing her fingers through a coating of frost
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Typist: I am so sorry about the lateness here -- between performances and exams and things I've scarcely had time to breathe, and I'm only going to be on-and-off existing until after New Year's, I'm afraid, but! I'm still alive and still interested in playing this out if you are.
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