Who: Fever, Helena, and those threading with them What:January non-event things. When: All month. Where: Across the isle. Warning(s): To be noted in threads individually
True to her word, it won't take terribly long. The walk is exactly what she needed, and though there is chill, enough to nip at the tips of her ears, she can't be upset about it or that she forgot a hat. It's too easy to get caught up in the way sunlight looks on snow, the crunch of it beneath her boots, the easy beat of her heart. Alive, alive, alive. So much to do, and so much to soak in. By the time she gets to the house, she's mulling over what she's going to have to do in the next few days. Some people need to be seen sooner rather than later, after all, and there are promises to keep. And all of them will be handled, she's sure of it.
It's because she's fairly certain his kid is still in the middle of recovering from surgery that she doesn't give into the urge to shout from outside, and remembers manners to knock on the door. The news can wait until she's defrosted, at least.
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True to her word, it won't take terribly long. The walk is exactly what she needed, and though there is chill, enough to nip at the tips of her ears, she can't be upset about it or that she forgot a hat. It's too easy to get caught up in the way sunlight looks on snow, the crunch of it beneath her boots, the easy beat of her heart. Alive, alive, alive. So much to do, and so much to soak in. By the time she gets to the house, she's mulling over what she's going to have to do in the next few days. Some people need to be seen sooner rather than later, after all, and there are promises to keep. And all of them will be handled, she's sure of it.
It's because she's fairly certain his kid is still in the middle of recovering from surgery that she doesn't give into the urge to shout from outside, and remembers manners to knock on the door. The news can wait until she's defrosted, at least.