Wednesday, February 2, 2011









Star wakes suddenly from a sound sleep and looks around the room. Erik was sleeping soundly and didnt seem to be in any pain. The moon was shining brightly giving the room an almost eerie glow. Star rises and pulls on her jeans. Hunting for a shirt in the dim light, all she can find is one of Eriks t-shirts and she puts that on, laughing softly at how big it is on her.

She leans close to Erik and tells him, “I want some juice, I will be right back...”

Erik mumbles and smiles, never really waking up.

Barefoot and hair hanging loose, Star quietly leaves their room and moves towards the stairs. She pauses at the top, trying to see if anyone is still around. Not hearing a lot of noise or conversation, Star carefully descends into the tavern.

She sees Rowan visiting with Traeger and Ike, and an older woman Star has never seen before. She seems ill and Star can feel that the woman doesnt have long to live. Star and Rowan exchange a glance, Rowans expression serious and yet filled with compassion.

Star goes to the bar, “Monty, can I ppp...please have some apple juice, with ss..some ice?”

While Star waits she unconsciously moves her hair behind her ears, not liking it in her face. She hears a gasp and looks around, not sure of what she heard or who would have made the sound. She glances up at the rafters, thinking maybe one of the demifae was playing tricks on her.

Monty returns with her juice and hands her a folded piece of paper. At Stars questioning look her nods towards Keon, “He asked me to make sure you and Erik got it.”

As Star nods and turns towards Rowan, Mya flits down from the rafters and lands on Stars shoulder. Mya starts tugging on Stars hair, trying to move it from behind her ears, all the while saying “Lady looking at ears...”

“Mmm...mya...stop. I dont want my hair in my face..” Smiling, Star reaches up one hand to put the hair back and a small tug of war ensues over Stars hair. Mya finally gives up with a whistled 'Uh-oh' and stands on Stars shoulder holding a strand of her hair for balance. Star dips a finger in the juice and offers it to Mya, who takes a sip. Mya starts to chatter at Star and they both look in Rowans direction and at the older woman who is staring at them both with her mouth slightly open in surprise.

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