My heart is pierced by cupid; I disdain all glittering gold

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Who: tothelibrary and noprevaricating.
What: Stretching Dawn's legs after her mallynap.
When: July 11, early morning, before it gets hot.
Where: The forest path, not far from town.
Summary: Archie wants to make sure Dawn has lots of sensory experiences after being kept in a cell for a few weeks. And by "sensory experiences," we mean "intentions here are totally chaste

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[tothelibrary]

Being a morning person has never been among Dawn's skills. Translating ancient texts, yes. Exorcisms, yes. Buying too many shoes, very yes. But being up and alert and moving around before ten thirty or so? No.

But Archie is the one asking her, so she agrees with a minimum amount of grumbling, leaves a note on the fridge and heads out. She's quiet for the first bit of the walk, yawning every so often and just trusting Archie to lead the way. But between movement and fresh air she starts to perk up, and with one last yawn she slides an arm around Archie's waist, shaking her head.

"Okay, I have to admit it. I'm still not a morning person but you were completely and totally right, this is beautiful."

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He draws her closer with his arm around her shoulders, fingers lightly running up and down her arm. "Told you, didn't I? If you can imagine more moss, it isn't entirely unlike my father's estate."

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"I'll never argue with you again, up until I do." Dawn nods solemnly, resting her head on Archie's shoulder for a moment, just breathing. "I know I sound like a cheesy vacation ad, but compared to growing up in LA the air here is kind of amazing smelling. And it's not perpetually soaked like Scotland." A bit of an exaggeration, but she's a beach girl.

"I'm moss-imagining to the fullest." A wistful sigh. "It is really pretty out here."

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"Did you live in the highlands? I hear they're very wet indeed."