“ I feel we have earned a second holiday just for dealing with that actual holiday, “ alecto mused, chin cupped on the heel of her palm. it was nice in the library. a rare sunny day that warmed the room through the windows --- even if the glass was cold to the touch, and there was stubborn ice clinging to the ground outside. the evening’s light wasn’t kind to her. she was visibly tired, her hair in an uncharacteristic disarray. “ at the very least, I deserve ... a nap. “















