Carbon Kiwi
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Would you help me search for a fairy cave on an August moon and a low low tide?
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Post by Carbon Kiwi on May 29, 2011 7:32:41 GMT 10
Title: Enchanted [3] Rating: G Word Count: 219 Pairing: Circlecest Round/Fight: 4/A Warnings: Summary: Briar couldn’t see through the arm over his eyes. Notes: Fluffy things make me happy sometimes.
Briar couldn’t see through the arm over his eyes. He yelped and shook his shoulders around. “Daja, call of the hounds!”
“Raylene, I bet I can braid your hair faster than your mother,” Daja taunted from where she stood in the doorway. “What do you say of that?”
The child flew off Briar and ran across the room, dark-blonde hair trailing her in long plaits. She clambered up Daja’s legs. “I don’t believe you.”
“You don’t believe her?” Tris inquired from her armchair in the corner; she closed her book on her index finger and stared over her spectacles at the child. “And who do you think taught me to braid my hair?”
“Mother!”
“Not true. That would be Daja.”
Raylene stared at her with wide eyes. “Did Daja teach mother, too?”
Daja chuckled and scooped her up; Raylene set to toying with her aunt’s metallic palm. “No, Sandry learned long before she met me. Have you heard about Pirisi?”
Raylene nodded and rested her head against Daja’s shoulder. “But I like hearing about her. Can you tell me a story while you do up my hair?”
Briar sat back in his own chair and laughed. “Let’s tell her about Rosethorn.”
They all chuckled at Raylene’s responding gasp.
“Or Lark,” Daja soothed, shooting Briar a look that said Behave!
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