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A New Year and New Hazel and Holly Update

Happy New Year! Another circuit around the sun done and dusted. I’m not sure what it says about me when I’m feeling like it’s an accomplishment to, you know, still exist.

And I do still exist, even though this blog has been woefully silent this past year. My Magic in the Mundane series was theoretically supposed to be finished by the end of last year. And I made it to, what, “E”? Ha! Talk about best laid plans. I am planning on continuing it though, because I do have fun with it. Hopefully in 2019 I can get back into a rhythm that works for me. Continue reading

Hazel and Holly — Heart Fire

Previous: Fastened Friendship

They waited a few more days to allow Hemlock time to recover, then made the journey back to the Grove. Hazel had mixed feelings about it all. On the one hand she was glad to be returning home, but on the other she was afraid she wouldn’t recognize it—or herself—once she got there. Other than undoing her mother’s geas, nothing had gone the way she had expected. She hadn’t ever thought she would turn to necromancy—she especially never thought she’d find beauty in what was supposed to be a grim, dreadful discipline. She didn’t know what to think anymore, and so she didn’t know what to expect when returning home.

Both she and Holly had their noses to the windows as the carriage rolled up in front of their cottage. They both got out and remained on the road as the driver unloaded their luggage from the rack up top. Continue reading

Hazel and Holly — Fastened Friendship

Previous: A Future Found

Tum toddled down to the common room as Holly trailed after him. Hawthorn sat at a table, sipping some wine, and Tum clambered onto an empty chair beside him.

“Of all the empty tables,” Hawthorn said, “you have to sit right there? Go find somewhere else.”

“It’s rude to let someone sit alone, you know. Tum’s nothing if not polite.”

“Oh, I can think of a few things that Tum is.” Continue reading

Hazel and Holly — A Future Found

Previous: Aggravated Acceptance

The journey back to Sarnum was largely spent in tense, exhausted silence. When they weren’t all sleeping, that is. Hemlock slept the most. Holly spent a good portion of her waking hours staring out the window, her expression pensive and distant. Hawthorn expended his energy avoiding Hazel’s gaze. She couldn’t really blame him, after all that had happened.

They reached Sarnum late in the following day. The acolyte that served as their driver dropped them off at Sensi’s Contemplation. Holly had murmured her concerns over Tum having gone missing, while Hawthorn had muttered his over his carriage that had undoubtedly been stolen. But all were too tired to do anything about those problems, so they all agreed to go back to the inn to figure out what to do next. Continue reading

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