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Spell, the eighteenth
This ain't borrowing, but it's close.
Ain't so bad. And hereabouts, by the time you get used to it, it'll be over. -
Spell, the seventeenth
Because someone has to.
Because someone has to make the choices. Someone has to stand on the line between dark and light. Someone has to wait for Death and see him do his duty. Someone has to let the rest of the world pretend they ain't got a care in their heads.
Because I can. -
Spell, the sixteenth
Hmpf. I see at least one person around here knows what Hogswatch is.
I'll be staying in. -
Spell, the fifteenth
I like my cat.
Hmpf. -
Spell, the fourteenth
Hmpf. Ain't no sin to be a Witch. -
Spell, the thirtieth
Ain't been nothing of a much happening these past days. The nanny's back in milking form, the wounds on my neck are nothing but new scars, the firewood's ready for winter, the bees are bundled in their hive to stay warm until Spring ( Read more... ) -
Spell, the twenty-ninth
Hmpf. Married to Mustrum Ridcully.
Biscuits?
Private for Ophelia
Doing better today, though, I reckon. -
Spell, the twenty-eighth
Right then. I baked some cookies. Mustrum should be home soon and the grandchildren will be over tomorrow. They can have whatever that daft old husband of mine doesn't eat.
Only... is that me?
[ooc: Granny has canon encounters with her what ifs. This is one of them. But she will, per canon, still get glimpses of other what ifs and her usual self -
Voice Post
Mustrum? Mustrum where did you go?
[ooc: Young!Esme is 16 and was just running through a field pursued by her young man, Mustrum Ridcully. She is Not Amused.]
