They made a circle out of sage and gold
It is my birthday. I am forty years old, which makes me the age of a character in an unpublished novel when their life changes all ways for the better, which I would enjoy as an omen: a second plague celebration was definitely not on the docket last year. I woke to a card from my godmother and a package from
selkie and a book from my parents. With any luck this wandering cloud-slipping sun will hold long enough for us to get to the sea, as I have been promised. I am still here and especially these days that should count for something.

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Let me know if you have any special requests for a snippet of birthday fanfic involving any of the various characters we share, and I'll see what I can do.
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Thank you! It was.
Let me know if you have any special requests for a snippet of birthday fanfic involving any of the various characters we share, and I'll see what I can do.
Oh, wow. You are probably the only person who will ever write for Turn for me, so either something in that direction or whatever space Daniel Brühl is currently taking up in your head? Thank you!