Topic: Little Cottage (open)

Taneth

Date: 2015-03-08 12:50 EST
For all who have been welcomed and invited into the Little Cottage. You may place any random visits and such here.

Benjamin Piers

Date: 2015-04-09 12:39 EST
It was a grim and quiet moment. Benjamin brought Glory to the Little Cottage and found ...

everything.

He listened to the little piece of Taneth explain as best a child could, and nodded. He went through the cottage, making sure she and Glory had everything they needed.

Finally, he knelt where they had buried her. For a long time, silent and still. Eventually, he sang a song in an ancient tongue in whispering words.

Standing, he smiled tightly, and turned away. There was things to be done.

Benjamin Piers

Date: 2015-04-09 12:46 EST
The Bad Room. Benjamin looked to Fin and back to the open room. Fin carried the little Taneth, whom Benjamin had taken to calling 'Kitten'. Glory followed, anxious.

"We can't go in there," the girl explained. Benjamin nodded.

"I'll be back tomorrow to clean it up," he responded quietly, "Let's go take Fin so he can see where Taneth is."

He was so calm. Perhaps he was that shallow.

"I'll ask Thorn to bring baskets of food by," he smiled to Glory when she admitted she only knew how to make sandwiches, and Kitten was simply dying without cookies. Benjamin baked a few dozen without thinking, because of course, he would.

They weren't alone. Benjamin knew the people of the forest were watching over the pair closely.

"It'll be okay," he murmured to the girls before he saw them off to bed, and went to find Fin.

The Redneck

Date: 2015-04-09 13:28 EST
Once upon a time, or twelve, she'd been invited for sleep overs. Now, though that was no longer possible, the redneck came to the Little Cottage.

And with her she brought, baskets of food stuffs. Simple things easily mixed and added together to make filling, tasty meals. Soups and stews and salads and breads. And, for the girl Ben called Kitten (and so would Thorn until such a time as the little one chose another name), a basket full of cookies.


She promised to return daily with more baskets, to spend time if either girl needed or wanted it. To help where and as she could.

After a time she left the girls to their day and their snacking and munching.

Jack Scot

Date: 2015-04-09 14:08 EST
A smallish crow, smaller than most of those in his murder, watched over the garden grave. It had not been allowed to see much of what happened at the cottage and the Misty Forest when the golden girl had been vibrant and alive, but it remained steadfast. And would remain. Its own choice to stay there until the golden girl blossomed once more or it came to its final rest near the grave.

The Redneck

Date: 2015-04-13 16:27 EST
Daily Thorn brought baskets of food for the girl and young woman in the Cottage. Daily she brought bowls of food for the littlest crow standing vigil over the resting place.

And daily she sat there, talking to the sleeper for a length of time determined by the moment and the mood.
She spoke of the progress made on the Brambles, hinted at a project she'd been asked to undertake. Shared little bits of silly and merriment from Gem's babyshower.
She gave tidings from Roan, little blips and tidbits of those projects he had going on.

Slices of life, she offered them up verbally for the sleeping Taneth as surely as she offered up slices of cake and meat to the girl and woman in the Cottage.

Every day, fresh from a shower after her morning run, the redneck returned.