Somewhere West of October

[history_in_dust]

Hello. My name is Timothy. Mother called me her foundling. I did not come to the family, though A Thousand Times Great Grandmère once said that I was called to them. The house called, after all, every one of them, of us. If you belonged, you need only listen, and it called and you could follow it home

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[mr_croup]

Why, hello there, little Timothy. *grins* I believe that we might be of the same persuasion of person; hidden from the rest, and endowed with particular... abilities.

[history_in_dust]

*curiously cocks his head to the side* Maybe we are. Hidden, I guess. I don't have half the abilities of anoyone from the family, though.

[pairofsocks]

Hello, Timothy! I'm sorry to hear about your house. I hope you'll find haven somewhere.

[history_in_dust]

Hello. It's all right, about the house. Everyone was safe and that's all that matters, really. I've found a place. For now, at least. And it seems nice enough here.

[onlyachild]

Oh, hello! That sounds awfully terrible, you know, about your house and all. But at least you have friends, and I'll be your friend. *offers a sticky hand to shake* I'm Alice.

[history_in_dust]

I miss the house but I suppose everything happens for a reason. Maybe one day I can go back and it'll all be together again. *smiles and shakes her hand, sticky or not* But thank you. I do like making friends. I've never really had many outside of the family. *indicates a cat at his feet, a mouse hidden in the cat's fur and a spider perched on his ear* Anuba, Mouse and Arach. I've had them with me since I was a baby. *smiles in slight embarrassment* Oh...but I'm talking a lot, aren't I?