Saturday, December 18, 2010

Stoney watches the fire. He feels the jerks and twitches as she sleeps. He hums softly, repeating the tune over and over. A Sylph drifts in with food, setting it on the table. He nods to it and it leaves.

It is quiet. Far in the distance a wolf howls. Alise jerks, whimpering in her sleep. Stoney whispers to her softly, "Shhhh mon Chaton... You are home now. You are safe at the cottage." She settles back into sleep at the sound of his voice.

Eventually he dozes, keeping her curled in his embrace.

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