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[dionysos_evios]

He comes in the lushness of midsummer, his music beating in both slave and lord like a second pulse. Miracles follow him on this day; there is a spring running sweet with wine below the twisted apple tree, and another spring issuing forth milk beside it, and beside that a spring of clean, sweet water. The taps in the Mansion all run red with wine

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[justblueribbon]

Martha has taken to wearing her hair loose recently as yet another form of rebellion. She can be found outside in a loose sun dress, feeling the need to spin around merrily, humming softly to herself.

[ottowho]

And Otto comes up to her, with a skip in his step, and catches Martha's hands, twirling with her.

"A lovely day to dance!"

[justblueribbon]

What a pleasant surprise!

"I didn't know you were a dancer!" Martha exclaims, smiling.

[ottowho]

"I am a man of many talents, Martha."

And he twirls her some more.

[justblueribbon]

She giggles and releases his hand, feeling as if everything else is spinning as well.

"Oh, I feel dizzy!" she laughs, collapsing onto the grass, legs and arms akimbo.

[ottowho]

He collapses next to her, in a similar state of lulz.

"So do I! But it's a nice feeling, isn't it?"

[justblueribbon]

Martha rolls to her side, giggles still pushing through no matter how hard she tries to calm herself.

"It is! Very nice. Oh, I feel so silly today!" she says, rolling onto her stomach, a little too close to Otto.

[ottowho]

Otto does not mind this. In fact, he welcomes it very much.

"Do you? I feel much the same as ever. Only better!"

[justblueribbon]

"Isn't today especially lovely!" It isn't really a question.

Martha turns her head towards him and beams.