Marie woke to the sound of splitting wood. She rose and dressed quickly, then made some tea and put on some porridge and went out to see Regan with a mug for him. He was just finishing stacking the wood neatly as she arrived and handed him his tea. She stood on tiptoe to kiss… Continue reading Memories and Birthdays
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A Witch and Her Wolf
Marie's cough was getting worse, a rough, hacking thing. Regan retrieved the herbs she asked for from her workroom and diligently followed her instructions as she walked him through making the foul smelling tisane. She told him told let the bundle of herbs steep for exactly one hour before she fell back asleep, so he… Continue reading A Witch and Her Wolf
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