[In truth, Elizabeth was somewhat disappointed to be back at the Manor. She'd wanted to visit New York for a while after hearing about it from Ichabod, and she could have very easily spent another week there. But, that being said, it was quite nice to go back to what she was used to - something familiar.
The blackberry feed just shows Elizabeth sat in one of the window seats of her room, the colour of her
gown a soft contrast to the red of her hair and the pure white outside. Occassionally, she looks up from her book, and watches the thick snowflakes float effortlessly past the window pane.]