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Snow

He couldn't remember a birthday when he hadn't wanted it to snow. James thought it was because it made sense for anything called Midwinter's Day to have snow, even if it usually didn't, but Will knew that words had little to do with it. His very first memory was of climbing up to the window behind the couch, back when the couch was a mountain and he was too small for words, and the feel of the lace curtain as he pushed it aside with a fat dimpled hand to look out with hopeful eyes at the bare brown grass.

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Date: 2007-12-25 05:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rubynye.livejournal.com
O hopeful little boy. :D

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Date: 2007-12-25 05:15 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] danae_b
Wheeee!! Oh, how awesome this is.

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Date: 2007-12-25 06:18 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] aeb.livejournal.com
I saw a tape of Susan Cooper speaking at a convention (either children's literature or library). She talked about her writing, and I found it fascinating. {SMILE}

Unfortunately, I got distracted part way thru the series several years ago, and haven't gotten back to it yet. {lop-sided smile}

Anne Elizabeth Baldwin

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Date: 2007-12-25 02:41 pm (UTC)

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Date: 2007-12-25 04:30 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lame-pegasus.livejournal.com
*smiles* I have only reached the middle of the first book, but even so this is lovely and warm-hearted.

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Date: 2007-12-25 06:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gentlehobbit.livejournal.com
And then when the snow comes, it carries with it portents that a young Will or James could never imagined.
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