Sunbeam Lair mountains beyond mountains

no problem! <3 thanks for the lovely thread!

charmed as she was by olive's gentle, curving nearness, the low silvered tones of the other's voice, mona was thus easily swayed by the soft plea. "my father ... my family are witches," she began. the swell of the earth cupped the girl's voice and lifted it roundabout the pair; mona found the words came easily to her tongue, and sought to use them in a way that might make her companion smile before they parted.