Taste: peach
Sight: whitened bones
Sound: melodious sea-breezes; "The cousins at Quallingham may go to the devil!"
Smell: Ostara
Touch: the weight of her head upon my neck
Quotable:
"Since we cannot get what we like, let us like what we can get."
"You have to believe we are magic
Nothing can stand in our way
You have to believe we are magic
Don't let your aim ever stray"
Extra: in a movie theater with the dogs awaiting a show and a parade of children
A jolt of joy: the furry three
Grateful for: the furry three
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