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Winsol had been going on now for several days. The family had just decamped from SaDiablo Hall in Dhemlan back home to Glacia to continue the festivities in their own home. There would be several more days of formal events, but this evening was just for family and close friends (specifically friends close enough to be family). The children were tumbling around like puppies, a mix of Earth and Kaeleeran carols were playing from floating music spheres scattered throughout the suite, fires crackled in the large hearths, and food and punch and hot spiced rum were piled high on the sideboards throughout. "Happy Winsol!" Karla said, holding up her cup in a toast.
"Happy Winsol!" the room chorused back to her.
[Open to residents of Glacia, dear friends, and anyone who thinks they'd have gotten an invite]
"Happy Winsol!" the room chorused back to her.
[Open to residents of Glacia, dear friends, and anyone who thinks they'd have gotten an invite]
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Date: 2016-12-23 03:03 pm (UTC)Then she turned to Dinah and hugged her. "They are adorable," she agreed. "But exhausting at times. Do we have that much energy when we are small?"
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Date: 2016-12-23 07:08 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-12-25 05:59 am (UTC)"And the orphanages have been doing well. So many children have been placed in loving homes that I have been able to close some of them down. I dream of the day that none will be necessary."
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Date: 2017-01-01 06:15 am (UTC)