Status Updates From لطالما عشنا في حصن

Ah... Las casas como manifestaciones de traumas y conflictos internos. Me encanta

"it's a good dinner," Constance said, warm and happy from cooking. "Come sit down, Merricat." With the door shut she had had to turn on the ceiling light, and our dishes on the table were neatly set. "Tomorrow I will try to polish the silverware," she said, "and we must bring in the things from the garden."
"The lettuce is full of ashes."

"I could train Jonas to bring back rabbits for stew," I told her, and she laughed, and Jonas looked back at her blandly.
"That cat is so used to living on cream and rum cakes and buttered eggs that I doubt if he could catch a grasshopper," she said.

"Where are we going to sleep? How are we going to know what time it is? What will we wear for clothes?"
"Why do we need to know what time it is?"

...silent winged creatures coming out of the trees above to perch on the broken burnt rafters of our house, peering down.

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