#earthrunes

"It ...seems important. But then, Samhain."

"Aye. It could just be... Samhain."

"Yes. It could be just..... Samhain."

SIP.

"Come now children, give up your year" Bronte yawns

She reaches out to scritch the dragonling's eye ridges.

This causes her to lean into the scritches.

"Good girl."

A lick of a inky tongue in return along one of Zara's slender fingers

August finishes his tea. "Perhaps I should go." gently.

Bronte look at August and chirps "I’m Nobody! Who are you?
Are you – Nobody – too?
Then there’s a pair of us!
Don’t tell! they’d advertise – you know!
How dreary – to be – Somebody!
How public – like a Frog –
To tell one’s name – the livelong June –
To an admiring Bog!"

August smiles at this.

And the bookwyrm, winks

"Ah.. aye.."

August stands, and bows. "Thank you for tea, and most of all, your company."

Zara places a hand over her chest, nodding deeply. "Your company is always welcomed, aye?"

"As is... yes. Thank you." A pause, and he departs.

Zara sits back down, holding her teacup.

"Oh dear."

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