[Al thumbs on the PCD, holding it while walking. Kitty is draped around his shoulders, content to be a silky white scarf, purring steadily and cheerily getting hairs over the scarf he actually is wearing.]This time of year always makes me think of sledding and hot chocolate and cider ( Read more... )

[The room is light and airy, curtains billowing at the window. They've been salvaged from Whipstaff, and the room is filled with battered boxes, emptied and folded, and neatly stacked clutter. It looks like less consequential things, decorations and knick-knacks, things that could be left behind if one had to ( Read more... )