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I have a smile ( Read more... )

Ella walked through the woods, smiling softly to herself. The morning was crisp and new, her body was sweetly worn and her mind still fuzzy with sleep. Since arriving at Winter's Heart, this had become her practice, to awaken early, and enter the woods, breathing in the scent of the trees ( Read more... )

Before she leaves Denver, Ella stops by the house, collects up Chandra, and leaves a letter for Robyn. The letter is written longhand on fine paper, and smells faintly of Ella's perfume ( Read more... )

Ella has completed more cards ( Read more... )

Ella awakes from the glade, charcoal black eyes flying open, expression set in a mask of calm. Her movements are slow, careful, precise. She stands from the chair she was in, lifting the kitten Chandra from her lap, ignoring the soft mew of protest. She walks quietly through the apartment, blackish red hair swinging against her body as she moves ( Read more... )

In the last few days, Ella has completed the first four cards ( Read more... )

Nestled in a curl of sheets, Ella lies on her side, head propped on one hand, hair flowing like silk down the coverlet. A cold, unthinking beam of moonlight falls across Robyn's face as she sleeps, turning her skin to silver and filling the black night of her hair with stars. The sight leaves Ella transfixed, a lump of emotion caught in her ( Read more... )

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