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The tea party room in the House of Arch has been re-arranged. The chests of dress-up clothes are still there, but the large table is gone. In its place are comfy, overstuffed chairs, a long sofa, and several cushions and bean bags scattered about. There is a small table loaded with snacks like crisps, dips, cupcakes, candy, and soda. There's also a veggie tray and cheese and crackers for all of those over age eight.

An old model TV hooked up to VCR is set up with several video cassettes of movies such as The Aristocats, Sleeping Beauty, Shirley Temple classics, and other fun viewing choices.

Tom and Door have been busy escorting guests into the House, if they didn't already have access on their own, and the birthday girl greets them with squeeful happiness. Megwyn is already there, standing by a basket of fresh hay and apples. Even Companions need treats.

She is wearing pajamas with unicorns on them with a fluffy yellow robe on over. She is very excited and feeling very grown up. She's going to stay up all night.

Re: Story Time

Date: 2007-06-02 04:06 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] called_lioness
"What sort of story would you like, lady?" Lucy asks with a grin.

Re: Story Time

Date: 2007-06-02 04:20 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] called_lioness
"All of the scary ones I know are very scary," she admits, "but I think I can manage one about a brave girl."

Lucy muses for a minute.

"I could tell you the story of Alambil, the lady of peace."

Re: Story Time

Date: 2007-06-02 04:49 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] called_lioness
"Alambil was the daughter of the North Star," Lucy informs her as she strokes Ingress' hair for a minute with a smile.

"When the world was young, the stars were at war. They had not yet found their places in the sky. They formed alliances and fought for supremacy, ignoring the song of the Lion that would tell them where they belonged.

Re: Story Time

Date: 2007-06-02 05:03 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] called_lioness
"I know you would, dear." Her smile's fond. "But there are many songs, you know. And sometimes it's hard to hear the Lion's for all the rest. Some are pretty on their own, and mix well with the Lion's, and some don't. It's hard to know sometimes.

"But Alambil refused to listen to the sounds of war and discord, loud songs that clang in the ear and stay in one's head for the rest of one's life. Instead she urged her siblings, all the stars that were, to dance instead of fight and sing with her.

"They didn't listen, though, and stars began to fall, hitting the land with their lights gone out, dim and pale and lost."

Re: Story Time

Date: 2007-06-03 03:30 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] called_lioness
"Eventually. It takes many years for a star to regain its light. But nothing good is ever truly lost.

"When her nearest brother fell, one who Alambil had loved dearer than the rest, she wept so that even the warring stars stopped to hear her. Where pleading would not stop them, her tears would.

"And then she raged. Her anger burned the sky red, as she told her siblings that they had forgotten what they were, forgotten the Lion and his song, that they'd been lured by the Southern god's song."

Re: Story Time

Date: 2007-06-03 04:02 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] called_lioness
Lucy smiles a little and pulls her knees up as she finishes. "When her anger ceased, the stars had quieted. And in their quiet, they could hear the song they had forgotten.

"And they too wept, and the tears rained down from the heavens like the stars themselves will on the last day.

"And they did not fight again. And Alambil earned the title of the Lady of Peace, and later wed the Lord of Victory, Tarva, though she could only see him from time to time. But that is another story."

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