by Sara C. Snider | Aug 12, 2016 | Hazel and Holly
Previous: Early Ambitions and Ablutions Holly could only stutter incoherent half-protests as Hazel herded her out the barn door and prodded her towards the house. “All right,” Hazel said in a low voice once they reached the steps of Francis’...
by Sara C. Snider | Aug 5, 2016 | Hazel and Holly
Previous: Harvest Home Francis was a kind and generous host, even if he did seem a little soft in the head. They ate their sandwiches with ham and mustard (eggs and mustard for Holly) until they were all full and nearly falling asleep at the table. “I’ve...
by Sara C. Snider | Jul 29, 2016 | Hazel and Holly
Previous: Soup and Secrets, Part Two The following day, Hazel, Holly, Hemlock, and Hawthorn were back on the road in the rattling carriage. Tum sat with the driver. He had made quite the fuss in leaving the comforts of the cellar of the Backwards Buck. But for...
by Sara C. Snider | Jul 26, 2016 | History, Magic & Stuff
Technically I’m on vacation. It’s not a traveling kind of vacation, but rather a sit-around-and-be-lazy-and-do-things-you-didn’t-have-time-for-before vacation. Which, for me, means I’m dedicating most of my time to these three things: 1.)...
by Sara C. Snider | Jul 22, 2016 | Hazel and Holly
Previous: Soup and Secrets, Part One Holly glanced at Hazel and Hemlock, shrugged, then followed Hawthorn back inside the soup shop. Hazel stared at them until they disappeared. Hemlock, without looking at her, said, “What just happened?” Hazel...
by Sara C. Snider | Jul 15, 2016 | Hazel and Holly
Previous: Archived Amity They returned to the carriage and traveled across town to cramped little district where the buildings were built too closely together, which seemed to sag with the weight of years pressing upon them. So Hazel was surprised when the...
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