All's Fair in Love and Flower Wars

It was a quiet day in room 218--almost uncharacteristically so. Both girls were curled up in their respective beds, Karla dozing a bit with a hot water bottle to help combat her moontime cramps, and Gabrielle curled up, her nose so buried in her book, it was almost touching the page. Karla had given Gabrielle a copy of Lord Shakespeare’s plays for Christmas, and the little bard seemed determined to devour them all before classes started again.

Finishing Titus Andronicus (bloody, but no worse than a typical family gathering at Tantalus’s), Gabrielle turned the page to the next play.

The silence didn’t last long after that.( Read more )

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