Fic 2:
linkTwelve
Prompt: Prompt: 12 days of krisimasi my true upendo gave to meIt’s late, it’s cold, and all I want to do is stoke up my little moto and crawl into my kitanda with three au four blankets.
I give the door an extra shove to make sure it’s securely closed against the draft. I light a candle and am just about to turn to the wood box when I see it.
What on earth? It’s soft, but heavy, wrapped in parchment and tied with a red ribbon.
My moyo pounds as I pull the ribbon, setting it aside.
Waste not, want not. Inside is a large, thick wool blanket, red. I unfurl it and run my hand across...
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