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[witchy_rebel]

One step and another, one step and two and another, one step and two and three and it’s all a beat,

one step and a-noth-er, each placed ca-re-ful-ly (to avoid the broken glass and blood that is still there, ever there, won’t go away now…) as she walks across leaves and grass, then across the floor and bar-room

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[bartyjr]

His first thought is of her.

Barty leaps from his chair, rushes to the door, fumbles with the lock for a second that lasts a minute, and flings the door open.

[witchy_rebel]

"Missed you," Morgan says, although not straight away. First she throws herself into his arms, and kisses him quite soundly.

Then she gets around to the 'missed you' bit.

[bartyjr]

He throws his arms around her and hugs her tight, close.

"Miss you too. Glad you're back."

He reaches up and touches her face; his breathing is quite loud.

"What happened? In The Dreaming?"

[witchy_rebel]

A little smile, shy and sweet, as she echoes his movement with her other hand; tracing the features of his face.

"I walked and walked...found a castle, with a lady and lord and a library...you would have loved the library, so many books...And I found him. The Green Knight, and I won. A contest, see, if I won he would help me. And I did. And then I came back the next day..." Her eyes flick away for a moment, and then back up at him.

"It's still...red and gold here, though I walked until it snowed."