What to say about her. What's happening to her now? Nothing. Very very few things of consequence or import. She's been enjoying class, playing pranks on the teachers, skipping around in the forest after school, watching the days go by ( Read more... )

She pulls the door open and shuts it behind her so the heat does not get out. The little girl stands in the entrance to Milliways. There's a grey scarf around the lower part of her face and her black coat is huge on her. She removes her hat, peels the layers away slowly. Sure, it's lunchtime at home... and the middle of the school day, but what ( Read more... )

It doesn't take long for her to realize why the winged woman has been coming to her, speaking to her in riddles, showing her her deserted home near the rocky rings of Saturn, (the deep of space is very beautiful from there. That she doesn't mind at all ( Read more... )

She pushes the door open to Milliways Bar, cheerfully. Her visit the previous night is barely in mind, anymore. It was very uneventful. Today, she's in a better mood, though freezing. Light drifts of white snow float on a breeze into the bar from the open door as she shuts it closed. She takes off her cap, shakes her hair out, stomps her feet ( Read more... )

She enters Milliways through the front door. She has an eager and expectant expression on as she looks around the room.
A Princess raised in light, belonging to darkness.
She doesn't see anyone who she was expecting to see, though, at first. Not a one.
She denies her heart. A pity.Disappointed, she turns back around on her heel just a few ( Read more... )

It's not Christmas in the world where she lives. It just doesn't happen to be for another month yet. Therefore, there are other things on her mind when she enters the bar. "Darkness... consumed by light..." she mumbles to herself thoughtfully. She dodges a few chairs and tables with her eyes downcast in pondering the words of that singing ( Read more... )

There's a little old lady sitting in the corner of the bar, working on sewing small silver-and-blue triangles to a piece of silver braid.

She's making herself a skirt. (Out of an old wizard's robe, but Howl will never notice the difference, surely. Anyways, it was already ruined.)

Piotr isn't back yet.

And Simon's been -- off.

And Kaylee smiles, and Kaylee's worried, and Kaylee looked straight at River and said I don't know how to explain it to you, but what happens if I can't? with her eyes wide and afraid and never, really, said a word.

And Piotr isn't back yet. Kitty's been in prison for six days.

(Six is a balanced ( Read more... )

She opens the door to Milliways, the little one, shuts it behind her with an "oomph ( Read more... )

She comes in, pushing the front door open slowly, closing it behind her as firmly as she can ( Read more... )