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lancifolium) wrote in
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the weather vane will say it smells like rain today
WHO: Lily Evans & You!
WHEN: Throughout early June
WHERE: The farm mostly for now, hopefully branching out to the woods, the trials, etc.
WHAT: A catch-all! Some farm and forest based things, maybe the trials will make an appearance (hopefully)
WARNINGS: None so far, will update as needed
WHEN: Throughout early June
WHERE: The farm mostly for now, hopefully branching out to the woods, the trials, etc.
WHAT: A catch-all! Some farm and forest based things, maybe the trials will make an appearance (hopefully)
WARNINGS: None so far, will update as needed
( starters in comments, both open and otherwise, feel free to hmu if you don’t see anything that suits either via pm or on plurk, or toss starts my way, whatever’s clever. if brackets are more your thing i’m good to match format. )
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Holding it out for Yennefer to take Lily put the itchier of the sweater back on once her hands were free again, burrowing into it with a shiver before she readjusted the strap of her bag on her shoulder. "I've never been kidnapped either," Lily wanted to say it wasn't the sort of thing that happened where she came from, but with the war intensifying and people going missing more frequently she was aware that was not the case.
"But as you put it - I don't intend to die here. There's a way out east, we've just got to make it that far."
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"We will learn how to be unkid-napped," her lips curled in something of a wary smile. "For now I'm trying to temper the worst of my mood." That is a big deal for her to admit, though her delivery is breezy, simple, off the cuff.
"Do you know how trustworthy the information is?" Because so far Karsa has not led Yennefer astray.
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Lily pulled her hands into the sleeves of her sweater, looking towards the hulking farmhouse just ahead. "We should get in front of a fire, I can make tea. Poorly, given what's available, but hot tea is still better than this." Lifting a hand she gestured around at the grim, cold forest.
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"Yes. I suppose." Her bid for optimism has already begun to wane. The sight of the farm house, the whole of it is unfamiliar to her in this reality. It's like the house she had seen in long ago dreams, some in nightmare. There was smoke rising. There was light in the windows. The night was dark, no other building cut the surroundings. There could be even more creatures that she wasn't aware of lurking. "I will be vigilant," she muttered. "For both our sake."