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That this whole valley is alive because she wills it so...
On Tyr's day she woke up and knew that something was going to happen. It felt like a trembling in her breastbone, a throb of blood pressure in her fingers and the soles of her feet. In the early morning she'd herded the girls into the bedroom up into the wide bed, between them, and, for a while, she lay there, with and the girls, and she itched ( Read more... ) -
For the Sam Vimeses
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For Mamet
The children were in bed, not necessarily sleeping, but put away for the night and Eostre took a moment to sit on the bench that Mike had made for her outside the hut and drink a cup of tea and enjoy the violet light of evening. Two years as a mortal and sometimes she still felt like the days weren't long enough ( Read more... ) -
For Peter
Peter was older, so his bed-time came later. The girls had been in bed for a few hours and Eostre came in from the little garden at the foot of the world tree with damp soil clinging to her hands, looking for only son.
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Kitchen Crew Meeting
With the bustle of breakfast dying down, Eostre sat down at the head of the table with a cup of tea in front of her, and Mack in her lap. She'd tried to set the little girl down so that she could take the meeting, but teething was teething, and left Eostre attempting to look dignified with an eight month old gnawing on her finger ( Read more... ) -
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She'd been swimming in the pool with the girls and her long, pale hair was damp and gently curling. She was sitting in the long, lush grass outside of the house, dressed in a sarong wrapped around her like a dress. The girls were sitting in the grass and laughing ( Read more... ) -
MAILBOX
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She had walked to the compound in the dark with her hood pulled up over her hair and Flo bundled against her chest. Her boots had been the only sound in the snowy night. Had she still been in her former aspect, she'd have unmade, destroyed, and made it so that sun would not have risen on a world in which her daughter was missing ( Read more... ) -
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She still got up in the middle of the night, just once, to feed them but mostly to look at them, to lean on the edge of the cot and look down on them, her beautiful babies, her girls. She rolled out of her bed and walked in one of Mike's shirts (in case Peter was awake) across the room in the center towards the girl's room, trailing her fingers ( Read more... )