Hazel and Holly — Enshrined, Part One

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Holly.

Holly grinned and sipped her tea. She sat at their little kitchen table at home, seated across a squirrel twice her size.

“It’s all rubbish, you know,” she said. “Gathering acorns for winter is one of the world’s greatest hoaxes. Everyone knows that summer is eternal, and that winter is just a clouding of the mind.”

The squirrel chittered and nodded, then buttered a piece of bread.

“Holly!”

Holly jolted awake. Hemlock stood over her, a little glowing...