Dec. 31st, 2016

clare_dragonfly: This is ridiculous. What am I doing here? I'm in the wrong story. (Into the Woods: wrong story)
It is the day of Beltane, and I ride at the head—almost—of the Hunt.

Our real leader is my childhood best friend, Tanis, she of the red-gold hair and bone-fair face.

On the eve of this day I pledged to be her helpmeet, to ride at her back and aid her in her goal. I do not think she needs my help, for her steed is lithe and strong, and it is all I can do simply to stay close to her. But, though we have grown apart in recent years--she with her trolls and kelpies, me with my selkies and human children—she is still my best and oldest friend, and I would do anything for her.

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