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Jul. 27th, 2016 06:45 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
equal_of_any_man{From here}
Olivier opens the door into a pleasant spring day. The sun warms the first buds on the trees and the freshly tilled earth in the fields beyond smells rich and warm.
They are in the woods just beyond Athelstan and Ragnar's holding, stepping out of a circle of stones.
"I should have known it was a doorway." Olivier smiles. "Perhaps the ancients of this land knew the bar too."
Mary squeaks with delight as a butterfly passes them, wriggling in Athelstan's arms to be put down.
Olivier opens the door into a pleasant spring day. The sun warms the first buds on the trees and the freshly tilled earth in the fields beyond smells rich and warm.
They are in the woods just beyond Athelstan and Ragnar's holding, stepping out of a circle of stones.
"I should have known it was a doorway." Olivier smiles. "Perhaps the ancients of this land knew the bar too."
Mary squeaks with delight as a butterfly passes them, wriggling in Athelstan's arms to be put down.
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Date: 2016-09-18 12:09 pm (UTC)Warm and snug and safe.
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Date: 2016-09-18 12:10 pm (UTC)He allows the touch, innocent as it is, and turns his hand to receive it.
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Date: 2016-09-18 12:40 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-09-18 12:41 pm (UTC)Athelstan doesn't sleep, but he's happy to let the other two do so.
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Date: 2016-09-18 12:52 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-09-18 12:53 pm (UTC)Athelstan is still awake and stroking her hair, making soothing noises.
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Date: 2016-09-18 01:20 pm (UTC)"Hmm?"
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Date: 2016-09-19 11:21 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-09-19 11:22 pm (UTC)"Where is the horse?" Athelstan whispers to Ragnar.
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Date: 2016-09-19 11:24 pm (UTC)"Little lady?" he whispers.
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Date: 2016-09-20 12:59 pm (UTC)