Jan. 11th, 2003

Eleriah knelt before the caryatid gate, golden light of dawn filtering in from the other side. Moist earth of the forest path wet her knees and feet, warm and soft. In a wooden bowl stained red: an offering of freshly picked raspberries.

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February 2005

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