(dreams) Holy crap, we have metrics!

Something about snow days, maybe???

starting count: 20243
ending count: 21748
change: +1505

starting line:
But she didn’t get the chance to; her cell phone earpiece flashed once, and Maggie pressed the button. “Sapphire Pendragon’s phone, how can I help you?”

ending line:
“What...?” I stopped, the air around me suddenly crackling with electric fear. As one, we turned to look up at the farmhouse.

darling:
David was still standing at the edge of the forest, looking down the path. I wondered what he was so intently staring at; it wasn’t an “oh, look, trees” expression, but one of intense concentration, as if he were trying to spy out something that was mostly hidden. Intrigued, I walked over to him, following his gaze.

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I'll post more about SnowCon and the weekend tomorrow. Now, I need to curl up with this kitteh and go to bed.