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Morvydd is outdoors again today, on the fringes of the woods; she is, with apology to her cousin Ragnelle, gathering evergreen to hang up in the Mansion. It is not shaping up to be a very festive holiday, but Morvydd is of the firm belief that one does what one can.
It is fairly heavy work for one smallish young woman, however, and help or even company would not come amiss.
It is fairly heavy work for one smallish young woman, however, and help or even company would not come amiss.