Hild marked the name of the drink, already planning to show up at Eowyn's work one day, when the sky was dreary and the horses would be restless, with one of these chai tea lattes to warm her friend's day a little. Hild would try one soon; she liked to go down the menu list when she went to the coffee shop, to try every item once. Chai tea lattes would jump the line
She made a noise halfway between a wistful sigh and moan of pain. "These winter months will be hard," Hild said, not speaking of the weather precisely. "I miss the hall, the dozens and dozens of people all around even on good days. When the wind grows cold and I most want to sit at a fire between people, I'll have to sit in front of my heater." It was a difficult exchange, the past for the future, the crowded feeling for the lonely one. She was finding the balance more and more every day, but there were little things like a communal feeling of outlasting the winter that, she realized, she would miss.
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She made a noise halfway between a wistful sigh and moan of pain. "These winter months will be hard," Hild said, not speaking of the weather precisely. "I miss the hall, the dozens and dozens of people all around even on good days. When the wind grows cold and I most want to sit at a fire between people, I'll have to sit in front of my heater." It was a difficult exchange, the past for the future, the crowded feeling for the lonely one. She was finding the balance more and more every day, but there were little things like a communal feeling of outlasting the winter that, she realized, she would miss.