Jan. 7th, 2012

provincialbelle: (praise the sky: by ?)
Belle wasn't moving very far at all, but it still seemed like a great undertaking, considering she hadn't ever really moved from one place to another. She and Papa had done so, but she'd been so young at the time that she didn't even remember how it had felt. Now, with her boxes and her books and her bags, she felt like she was taking a step that couldn't possibly be erased.

She was, actually, terrified.

The new hut was still dusty and nothing was put away. Every few moments, she had the same thought over and over again -- maybe she should just move back. She hadn't spent years wanting to explore the world for no reason, though, and she had to be strong in order to conquer the highest of mountains.

Belle kept the door open, peeking outside to see if Jacob was making any progress. "I know this isn't exactly the most glamorous way to spend an almost-anniversary, but I got a picnic blanket and wine," she offered enticingly. "That's not bad, right?"


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