Ingress of the House of Arch (
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2010-05-18 10:00 pm (UTC)
Re: Green grow the rushes, oh
Her dress is now the loose tunic and pants of a Herald-in-training, but instead of gray, they stay shining and white. You can cheat in a dream.
The roses bloom, and she remembers the face of her mother.
"Do I know this story?"
She does and she doesn't. Rose spoke of Chloe, but that was a long time ago. Only it hasn't happened yet.
Her free hand trails against the tree trunks. The moss there feels like velvet.
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Re: Green grow the rushes, oh
The roses bloom, and she remembers the face of her mother.
"Do I know this story?"
She does and she doesn't. Rose spoke of Chloe, but that was a long time ago. Only it hasn't happened yet.
Her free hand trails against the tree trunks. The moss there feels like velvet.