“They wore red and green, the red a bit of a clash with Rhiannon’s hair, and the green a perfect complement to Dionne’s green eyes. The only other movement in the scene was the stamping and shifting of two bay horses’ feet and the flash of two yellow-breasted warblers flitting through swelling buds on bare branches. Dionne stretched her arms up above her head, hands clasped, stretching. “I hope those birds mean spring’s finally going to show up.” Rhiannon glanced up from the thin ropes she was u...sing to tie her gittern—securely tucked in a lined case—onto the back of her horse, Chocolate. “At least we’ll be going downhill today, and likely we’ll find more cover tonight. “And firewood. Maybe that’ll put you in a better mood.” Rhiannon stopped part way through a knot and turned to face her twin. “Once more, I am not in a bad mood.” The gittern case slipped. She glared and muttered, “Except I’ll have to start this all over.” “See?” Rhiannon sighed and didn’t say anything at all for the next few moments.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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