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"And with his sword up, raised for the slaughter, Abraham's daughter raised her bow."
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Post by Willa Saxicor on Oct 18, 2018 21:52:13 GMT -5

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[attr="class","title1"]Let No Man Steal Your Thyme
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For when your thyme is past and gone
He'll care no more for you
And in the place your time was waste
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They'd had to take the Knight Bus in, because they were going actual food shopping, and Willa had thought to also do some for the kids. Her own help would would be lean, she knew-- with this illness, people flashed glitter less, and while it was easy to take from Muggles, easy to bring them to be sold, to trade them, they also had connections and technology she didn't quite know to trace and remove. Easier, safer to take from other mages, with gloves enchanted to ward off the curses, to flick at the weaker spots. Not to say she brought in a good chunk of their funding, because that would be dangerous if discovered, and Domum was not a cover for fenced goods, but a lot of the helpful amenities were her. They weren't funded enough, and that wasn't her fault for using her talents, after all.

Winnie had convinced to go shopping, and the grocery store was bright and dazzling, the colors almost blinding. She pinched her lips, comparing the prices. Why was buying in bulk always changed with sales? She snagged a box of pancake mix, dropping it in the cart.

"We're going to have to take the Bus back, remember." That night she'd tried running away-- the first time she'd been successful getting his wand for the first time-- had left her forever wary of the vehicle. Never mind that she would have been so anyway, but it was almost worse.  At the time, she'd hoped they would crumply into a deadly crash, really. It seemed almost better to face that certainty and stop waiting for it. "I don't think all the bags would really hold up. Besides, what sorts of things do you even eat at bonfires? Still apple slices, or what-have-yous, those American mores. . ." 


[attr="class","tags1"]☆ @winona ,300 WORDS ☆
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Post by Deleted on Oct 26, 2018 21:29:21 GMT -5

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[attr="class","orange"]man in the moon
[attr="class","vanilla"]i'm in your dreams
[attr="class","gummies"] "S'mores," she suggested helpfully, her lips split into a wide grin. She thought that was right, and she was determined for it to be so-- she had planned to grab marshmallows, chocolate, and the other necessary ingredients. Melting stuff, fire... Well, it all sounded good in Winona's book. Other items on her list included more sweets, popcorn, and any sort of crisps that she could find. Maybe something else that was melty and gooey... She would figure it out. But the s'mores were the most important to her. She wanted to roast marshmallows like in the muggle flicks that Cass had showed her. She was thrilled to have even gotten the opportunity, really, because otherwise she would have placed the plan on some odd bucket-list and found it decades later. Winona tried to live her life far fuller than that. Anything that made that list was supposed to be met within the year. She took some strange dares that way, but she was fine with it. She was a more enriched person that way.

She pulled out her list, popping it out from the pocket of her cardigan. "This, this is what we eat at bonfires," she announced, using the sticker that was keeping the list closed to paste it to Willa's cheek. She was being childish, she knew, but she was in an excellent mood. Alcohol had been procured, and now they needed to grab food. Finally, they would have the bonfire. As soon as it had been planned, she had sent an owl to invite a certain person that she had gone on a date with, and... Well, she was hoping that he would come, but it was no pressure. It had just been one date, right? So he didn't need to go. They weren't even a thing.

It had just been that good of a date.

She waited as Willa put the mix in the cart, and she pushed the cart over with her hip, trying to find the marshmallows. This was happening, really. She was going to have some s'mores.

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