For those who may have heard, and apparently word does travel in quick motion to judge by the amount of messages I have had inquiring as to my wellbeing, I am quite fine ( Read more... )

Oh how I hope that Ron is enjoying his time here with us.

Even with the sunburn he received on his nose, he is far the most intriguing, interesting and handsomest gentleman on the beach.

Bliss can be defined by being in the presence of my Scholar and my twin.

I am filled with a peace I have long forgotten.

Plus my Aunt thinks he is cute. :)

She quite enjoys him and I think is very much in approval.

This means much to me. :)

I have asked Ron if he wants to go, together, to travel about another continent. I feel almost shameless and brazen, even though I know that for many of our generation, going away together for spans of time is normal and not nearly as wicked as it feels. Not that I have any intention on it being at all wicked or any of that! I just would like to ( Read more... )

Should I feel different? Changed? Should I feel unlike I did prior to the Ball? Part of me thinks I should, but part of me knows I should not. Just because I now know that he may feel for me what I feel for him doesn't mean I am changed, does it ( Read more... )

Sister sat on the Forest floor, her cloak tugged tightly closed and her arms pulling her knees to her chest. She had sat there for what felt like days. Like hours. Like lifetimes. Yet still she waited, patiently. Overhead, the light from the stars soaked through the trees and soon she heard voices, distant yet clear. One voice was that of Brother ( Read more... )

Dearest Ron,

Jake and I will be away for a few days. I may not be able to see you in person prior to that, but please know that it is not intended to be any sort of commentary on you, me or the the state of us. In short, I am still quite thrilled to be attending the Snow Ball with you and will be doing some shopping while away in hopes of finding a ( Read more... )

Ron has formally asked me to the formal. I had nearly given up on him inquiring as to my availability at all, let alone the possibility of him asking for me to accompany him as his companion. A date, perhaps ( Read more... )

Sister opened the door and found a note tacked there. She broke the wax and unfurled the parchment and read the words therein. Then read them again, just to ensure she was correct in her reading. She had been invited to the ball at the castle ( Read more... )

It was dark in the forest.

The air was stifling and old, as if the trees had grown so tall and thick that it trapped the dead air in and allowed no breeze.

Sister could hear them just outside, could hear Brother and (strangely) the Scholar, but it was too dark to see her way back to the path. So she wandered and eventually her wanderings gave way to ( Read more... )