And here's the next chapter of TEA, which seems to know no holiday....
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/7602222/168/
Day of Portents I heard them flying, the cranes singing in their flight and so I looked up -- against a glowing sundog, they circled, then flew…
Bare branches that stand against a cold winter’s sky reveal more than hide as they reach many fingered arms up to a gray heaven. Stripped of…
(not IK) Wind from the mountain blowing coldly through my hair as I stand and watch the snow on the mountain peak fall leaves dancing in the air.…