016 - The lady stands in her bower door / As straight as a willow wand

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[She appears in her little grotto in the woods, which now looks quite comfortable, actually. There's an oilcloth lean-to set up against one of the trees cushions spread under it, a neatly stacked pile of firewood, even the beginnings of a garden near the stream. She drops a bag on the ground, pulls her sheathed sword free from her belt and drops it on top.

She looks troubled by something, perhaps a little dazed.]

...at least I'm home. At least I can come home.




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Comments

[hasarrived.livejournal.com]

I'm fine right now!

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

You need a drink right now.

[hasarrived.livejournal.com]

... No I don't.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

All right then. [Still eyeballing him with--wtf?--concern. She lays down on the grass with a sigh.]

[hasarrived.livejournal.com]

[This is a little too weird.]

I should check up on the café. I'll be back later.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[Closes her eyes and gives a little wave]

[hasarrived.livejournal.com]

[pops off the Plane, VERY MUCH CONFUSED]