Sleepy Fox Hollow love will tear us apart

annaliese!
the sickness had purged mahler of a great portion of his bulk; it was a reduced general that attended the foxfire upon their former borders. but his height remained beneath the proud ruffling of his charcoal coat. "it is good to see you again," he murmured, though he wondered why the woman had not come to him directly, pausing here instead.
no matter; she was in diaspora now, and he was greatly relieved to see annaliese once more, to know that she had not perished upon the selfish errand he had set her.