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[ On Solstice, Mel will receive a package from Steven wrapped in blue paper with a shiny silver bow. Inside, she'll find a mug and an assortment of local herbal teas.

There's also a written note: For calm and peaceful mornings. Here's some of my favourites. Happy holidays! - Steven ]

Thank you, Steven. The mug is beautiful, and I've tried the first tea. I hope you're having a great holiday.

I'm so glad you like them! I saw that mug in the store and thought of you. I was going to buy some special art supplies before realising I don't know the first thing about art haha

It's been a wonderful month overall, really. [But he knows that is not the case for Mel so he won't push...]

There are so many kinds of art that it would have been correct to something. I mix my own paints out of habit. It lets me control the color I want, and I spend some good time around Folkmore gathering supplies. I can always use Lore to buy what I cannot find, but it's nice since I have more time here than in Piltover.

That's good to here. I'm glad the trial didn't get everyone down.

Is there a certain type of paint you prefer working with the most?

It wasn't the easiest time to start with but I think the holiday celebrations that followed helped immensely to heal. I'd almost forgotten about the horrors that came before.

I hope you're holding up well. If you ever need company, you know I'm happy to stop by.

Oils from a region near where I grew up. They take a great deal of work, but I like that about them.

Yes. It is pleasant that the greatest surprise these days is a present with your name on it that you cannot move and possibly golden glitter.

I would love your company. We spoke about sitting and reading together side by side months ago. I'd greatly like that.

It's nice that you can have them here too.

You ran into that mess too did you? I'm still finding glitter in my hair...

We did! I'd love that too. I'm always glad to come by yours or take over Hawke's living room.

Yes, it's amazing how much we can find here.

I did. Fortunately gold matches my fashion, yet I swear I have never bathed more in my life, and the glitter is nearly impossible to get out. I felt further foolish when handling the next gift and it behaved perfectly for someone else!

I love Hawke's living room, but I believe it would be better for me to do it at my place. I need to stop avoiding it if I'm going to be able to live here. [ She's spent more time at Hawke's farm and her studio than the apartment it feels like. The apartment is the emptiest part. ]

You know Thirteen and her tricks. They never quite make sense, do they? One month we're struggling with the horrors of death, the next we're getting glitter bombed.

Much easier to travel a floor down too, isn't it? I'd be happy to keep you company in your flat.

The two are clearly equivalent to some criteria in her mind. I certainly do not understand it. I don't understand the last trial at all.

That too. I enjoy the trip to my cottage, but it is a trip.

All in the name of bettering ourselves, allegedly. I suppose sprinkling in some trauma along the way is her idea of growth.

If it gets lonely you can always spend time in our flat too, you know. Marc and Layla won't mind.

It's likely meant to push us to excel into achieving our potential or becoming a lesson from which we're supposed to learn. Some people, or beings, believe in that kind of thing. Clearly. It shouldn't be a surprise given all we've had before, yet I keep hoping it won't come back, that she will have learned.

I am so glad you all have each other, and that might be nice from time to time. I like Layla immensely.

I wonder if it's even possible for Thirteen to grow and change. Wouldn't that be something?

What's not to like, honestly! She's lovely. I know she definitely likes you too.

She understands the concept of change since she's brought us here to do just that. It provides the possibility for it on her end.

Layla's delightful company. Time passes like nothing at all when we're together.

Maybe one day we'll crack through then. Someone will, anyway.

I'm so glad you're friends :) she's a wonderful person and has brilliant taste in books.

Potentially, the largest hurdle is time scale. I would likely believe she is someone who lives on a much longer scale of time compared to us. That could mean it takes much longer for her to learn something or change. A pace that looks glacial to us can seem normal to her.

Me as well. [ Mel's heart flutters a little at the use of that term, friends. Her, more friends! ]I shall have to get some book recommendations from her.

That's an interesting concept I hadn't taken into consideration. What is time to a god-like entity after all?

Yes, brilliant! You should come over for supper sometime.

If she's seen all our lives, I cannot imagine how old she must be. Even if she saw them all at the same time, it's... a great deal to see. I do not know what it is to her.

It would be my pleasure.

She knows everything there is to know about us, including our weaknesses and what to exploit. Lovely.

Wonderful, then we'll see you soon!

She sees, but that does not mean she always understands.

I think you're the first I've heard say as much.

I cannot be the only one to feel she has misunderstood important aspects of me and my life. If she truly understood, she wouldn't have done all the things she's done. Perhaps some of them, even some of the trials I've disliked. But not all of them.

Or maybe it's because of her understanding that she did those things, to test limits but also see what we'd do in strange situations. Like little lab rats she can observe.

For better or for worse, it may be better if she only considered us lab rats, I do believe Thirteens means for us to improve, to get better, to achieve our potential as she understands it. Meaning well can be more dangerous.

More dangerous? In what way?

backdated to Dec. 21st

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