10-08-2019, 03:56 AM
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summer was, unfortunately, long, long gone. snow had begun the week before, and while it partially melted, it was beginning to accumulate. it was jackets-and-boots weather, but it was also bonfire-and-booze weather. the babies were down for the night, and the work for the day was done and over with, so hayley pulled on a few layers, laced up her snow boots, yanked a hat onto her head, and tip toed out the back door of the building with a bottle of something partially translucent in one hand, and a glass in the other.
some others had already lit up a bonfire that evening, the flames melting the snow before it neared, and they sat huddled around it, doing their best to warm themselves in the cold. fall was more or less a joke on the mountain; they went from summer weather (seventies at best) to snow in a matter of a few weeks, and most of the long term residents were used to it these days. though this was technically only hayley's second 'autumn' at flintlock, she fell comfortably into the routine, taking a seat and dumping a serving into her cup. then another serving, then a few more for good luck, because hey, the kids are asleep.
[color=#4A272E]❝cheers to the cold.❞ she murmured, setting the bottle down for whoever wanted some before lifting the glass to take a sip herself.
summer was, unfortunately, long, long gone. snow had begun the week before, and while it partially melted, it was beginning to accumulate. it was jackets-and-boots weather, but it was also bonfire-and-booze weather. the babies were down for the night, and the work for the day was done and over with, so hayley pulled on a few layers, laced up her snow boots, yanked a hat onto her head, and tip toed out the back door of the building with a bottle of something partially translucent in one hand, and a glass in the other.
some others had already lit up a bonfire that evening, the flames melting the snow before it neared, and they sat huddled around it, doing their best to warm themselves in the cold. fall was more or less a joke on the mountain; they went from summer weather (seventies at best) to snow in a matter of a few weeks, and most of the long term residents were used to it these days. though this was technically only hayley's second 'autumn' at flintlock, she fell comfortably into the routine, taking a seat and dumping a serving into her cup. then another serving, then a few more for good luck, because hey, the kids are asleep.
[color=#4A272E]❝cheers to the cold.❞ she murmured, setting the bottle down for whoever wanted some before lifting the glass to take a sip herself.
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