[The engagement party was like a dream. Devon can hardly believe that it happened. The Aubel Estate is emptied of its guests and Devon's family returned to the States. It was a shame they couldn't stay for Christmas, but the dates just ended up as they were. Devon was able to spend an early Christmas of sorts with her parents and Ian. When they left, it was odd how it didn't hurt to see them leave as it was when she left Portland. Perhaps it's because she didn't mind her new home with the Aubels, most importantly, her home with James.
She's at home, sitting near a fireplace instead of her studio as usual. A mug of tea sits on the table nearby and she's covered with a fuzzy throw blanket while reading a book on mixed media art technique. Devon's leaning her head on one hand nodding off into a nap. The warmth from the fire and what was leftover of the celebration surrounds her and it's dangerously cloying.
But she blinks herself awake and straightens up, shaking her head.]
Can't sleep out here...
[Outside, the snow has just stopped falling. In the sky where no one can see them, a murder of crows circles around the roof of the estate. Waiting. Watching.]
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She's at home, sitting near a fireplace instead of her studio as usual. A mug of tea sits on the table nearby and she's covered with a fuzzy throw blanket while reading a book on mixed media art technique. Devon's leaning her head on one hand nodding off into a nap. The warmth from the fire and what was leftover of the celebration surrounds her and it's dangerously cloying.
But she blinks herself awake and straightens up, shaking her head.]
Can't sleep out here...
[Outside, the snow has just stopped falling. In the sky where no one can see them, a murder of crows circles around the roof of the estate. Waiting. Watching.]