Cavan té Uterní

Rory McCallum

2014-12-12T01:55:20Z

New friend!

And avisit to his home!

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boy_druid @ 2014-11-30T09:25:00

2014-11-30T14:25:53Z

Morning in the park.

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boy_druid @ 2014-11-05T19:56:00

2014-11-06T00:56:32Z

Bullies and birds

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boy_druid @ 2013-06-16T10:18:00

2013-06-16T14:20:20Z

Heather Stone {A Chance Meeting}

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Wounded wolf

2012-02-20T21:30:08Z

Faol in the park,full of fire and pain.

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Longest night

2011-12-23T00:53:06Z

It's a kind of being remembered.

Posted to Joe's Bar on LJ:

On the morning of the day of the longest night of the year, residents of Seacouver wake to a strange but subtle new development. All over town, wherever there are trees with low branches (and Seacouver is a place of a million postage-stamp sized parks, so trees are scattered all through town), there are bells. Little bells and bigger bells, store-bought and of random shapes and sizes and colors. They're tied loosely to branches with cheap ribbon. If someone wanted to cut one down to keep, most of them aren't too difficult to reach, but it would take a coordinated effort to get them all.

There may be no mummers today, but there will be bells, to turn winter's tide.

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