It's a dreary sort of day in Avonlea--the type of winter day when it is too warm to snow, and too gray to be nice, and a continuous drizzle of rain only flattens without refreshing ( Read more... )

It's Longfellow, today ( Read more... )

Gil Blythe, table, tea, pile of compositions he should be grading ( Read more... )

[OOM of absolutely no importance whatsoever: During a quiet evening at Green Gables, Anne gets a visitor. Featuring: flirting, two cooks, a few Christmas presents, brief mentions of why Anne is more suitable for Gil than Josie Pye, and a cameo appearance by Master Davy Keith, on his way to bed (it is short, as it is close to his bedtime).]

The door opens, and the warm air that wafts in brings with it the enticing scent of plum puffs and balsam and there is the dim sound of dishes clattering in a kitchen until the door swings shut once more and Anne seats herself at a table, with a plate of plum puffs and russet apples ( Read more... )

Bran carries the knapsack full of parcels down from the back stairs. He does not look well; the purple shadows under Bran's eyes stand out against his white, white skin. The golden harp is conspicuous by its absence.

"Bar, could you hold these for me until I ask for them? Diolch yn fawr.The bar causes Bran's knapsack to disappear, replacing it ( Read more... )

Well, she'd started out somber, big gray eyes watching the lake through the window, before she'd sighed and turned to mark the compositions she had brought back from Avonlea ( Read more... )

After her talk with Bran, Anne had to, had to get out of the bar. Her room seemed too claustrophobic, the stables too unfamiliar.

And so she is out by the lake, with her coat wrapped tight about her, staring out miserably across the ice.

Doing what she knew to be right has never been so hard.

[OOC: Not plot-locked, persay, but my girl is not ( Read more... )

Bran Davies has not spoken to his da yet this afternoon, so he does not know that there is a shepherd missing from Clwyd Farm today.

In fact, he has no idea how bad his evening is about to get.

[OOM: Millitimed to yesterday, Anne decides that the awkwardness with Gil has gone on quite long enough, thank you, and goes to talk to him in White Sands. There's honesty! There are canon references! There's flirting! Rated F for FINALLY.

Later, a giddy Anne returns to Milliways, and she and Amy and Caspian go look for a Christmas tree ( Read more... )