Phoebe
Phoebe peeled herself away from the garden as reluctantly as she could. Her baby would always take precedence, no magic was powerful enough to supercede that. Not after two miscarriages, not when a baby was all that she wanted for years.
And before she knew it she was in a snowy meadow. She blinked, mind clearing. Harper. Harper. She needed to find him. And from there she started off at a sprint.
FIN
And before she knew it she was in a snowy meadow. She blinked, mind clearing. Harper. Harper. She needed to find him. And from there she started off at a sprint.
FIN
don't distract her
she's evolving
she's evolving