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It's one of the last days of the faire when Latte's cajoling finally aligns with a day Vale has enough energy for a big outing. They leave in the late afternoon, hand in hand as they walk. Though the walk to browse the faire's attractions isn't long, it leaves Vale tired - presently they're hobbling along, clinging more to their staff than to Latte. He can take a hint - he pulls them gently aside to a bench, where they sit together in companiable silence for a few moments as Val...

Ivory was on a mission.    Vale had the perfect tree in their yard to attach a rope swing to, and Ivory had the perfect excuse to finally make it happen now that Vale was inside napping before dinner.   She'd snuck the supplies over to their cute little cottage a couple weeks ago when she'd first had the idea. It'd been fairly easy to hide the lengths of ro...

Each of the past several days had brought the same tired weather pattern to Vale's neck of the woods. Dark skies that barely let any light into their cottage and the constant tap of rain at their windows were their constant companions. (It didn't help that a new acquaintance's last conversation with them before bed yesterday contained a couple comments meant as lighthearted...