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[cest_untrap]

[oh hey. there's a fire. it's a decent-sized fire! and there are sit-upons scattered around it, each with notepads and pens.

a tiny french girl has taken one of these seats, with a bottle of wine in her lap. every now and then she scribbles something in her own pad, then crumples the page and tosses it into the fire.

she's singing ce n'est qu'un

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[pussyfortono]

What are you doing?

[cest_untrap]

Burning the bad memories away, to make room for new good ones.

[pussyfortono]

Does that work?

[cest_untrap]

It's just a symbol. We'll focus on the things we want to, with or without a fire.

But I like it.

[zaftard]

[raising an eyebrow, what are you doing, girl]

[is otherwise quiet, but the crunching of snow as he headed on over in this direction was definitely loud enough]

[cest_untrap]

[glances up, not missing a note in her song]

[zaftard]

Hey.

[cest_untrap]

Hi, Yzak.

[hoppy_ending]

*Screw bonds breaking, it's my year and I'm still gonna get dressed up :| Peering over her shoulder at the pad of paper*

Hmmmm~? Writing a resolution?

[cest_untrap]

[ooh, what are you wearing? I LOVE DRESS UP.]

I haven't made those yet.

[hoppy_ending]

*Something perfect for dancing :|b*

What were you writing then?

[cest_untrap]

All of the bad things from last year.

I love your outfit~♥

[ohno_u_didnt]

*Taking a sit nearby*

Um, I hope so.

[cest_untrap]

There's even more room for it here on the farm.

[ohno_u_didnt]

It would be very pretty. Camp usually likes to celebrate...so there's a good chance.

[cest_untrap]

I did like it when they were over the lake, though...

[therictorscale]

I can't believe it's this time of year already.

[cest_untrap]

And I can't believe I've seen three New Years, here.

[therictorscale]

Three? I think I'm impressed.

[cest_untrap]

It's not as long as some.