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“Come in, Vayne, come in, get yourself out of the rain.” Rosemary motioned with a paw for the fluffy not-kitten to step further inside. “You’ve just recovered from the long journey here! You don’t want to catch a cold, do you? There’s an old rag hanging next to the door. Dry yourself with that, please don’t get my seating cushions wet.”
In spite of the grey skies, the treehouse overflowed with flickering light. Little candles burned in strange places; a bundle hung from the ceiling like potted plants, another burned bright on the table, and a cluster of tiny ones burned close to a pile of furs and blankets in the corner. None of the windows had windows, but the pitchers and buckets to catch the falling rain blocked the worst well enough.
Rosemary pushed the second cup closer to the edge of her table, not so subtly showing where Vayne should sit. The cards shuffled themselves on the table, pattering together and waterfalling into a tidy deck with a snap! She sipped her tea, watching the cards and Vayne simultaneously.
“Are you happy you came back to the Typhoon?” Rosemary asked, bluntly, with a soft smile. “Well. That might be a heavy subject. Let me backtrack. Do you want to talk about anything, Vayne?”
[/td][/tr][/table]In spite of the grey skies, the treehouse overflowed with flickering light. Little candles burned in strange places; a bundle hung from the ceiling like potted plants, another burned bright on the table, and a cluster of tiny ones burned close to a pile of furs and blankets in the corner. None of the windows had windows, but the pitchers and buckets to catch the falling rain blocked the worst well enough.
Rosemary pushed the second cup closer to the edge of her table, not so subtly showing where Vayne should sit. The cards shuffled themselves on the table, pattering together and waterfalling into a tidy deck with a snap! She sipped her tea, watching the cards and Vayne simultaneously.
“Are you happy you came back to the Typhoon?” Rosemary asked, bluntly, with a soft smile. “Well. That might be a heavy subject. Let me backtrack. Do you want to talk about anything, Vayne?”
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