Anne Shirley (
anneoftheisland) wrote2007-01-08 11:51 pm
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dated to the morning of January 7
Anne didn't expect the morning to bring anything special, no more than every morning was special when she got to wake up with Ariel beside her, but she turned out to be very, very wrong about that. The first thing she noticed was how warm she was, warm to the point of perspiration. She pushed the top quilt away and opened her eyes only to realise that the very walls around her had changed. No longer the cabin she had become accustomed to, she was once again looking at the hut that had been built specially for her, no different at all from the last time she'd seen it.
"Ariel," she whispered, touching her shoulder gently. "Ariel, look."
"Ariel," she whispered, touching her shoulder gently. "Ariel, look."
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"This one is yours," she said, holding the larger package out to Anne.
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"I'm not at all certain I want to open it," she confessed. "Oh, I do want to know what's inside, but without knowing who it's from I cannot at all guess as to what I might find inside."