wild for to hold

The anniversary yesterday went much better than expected! I watched a lot of skiing on TV, as planned, and had a lovely talk with my mother over the phone. She had all but forgotten about the anniversary, and for a moment I thought I'd made her sad by mentioning it, but then she laughed and told me that she thinks about my father all the time anyway. It sounded like this thinking was fond remembrance, rather than terrible grief. So that's good!

It's -2 degrees here (28°F) and I took a walk earlier. It was so refreshing! Something about inhaling the cold air makes me feel like... not only do I not have a headache, I have negative amounts of headache. That makes no sense, but that's what it's like.

My knitting is going well! I'm making a pair of wrist warmers out of leftover sock yarn. I forgot how much i like knitting with this weight of yarn. It can get tedious, but mostly I just really love the feel of double-point needles in my hands. Pictures incoming as soon as they're done!

Also, my first fic of 2024 contains incest and technically underage. Smh.

whether graceful or malign | Rated T | Elden Ring | Miquella/Mohg
It began to snow when they were about two miles out from the small, nameless town. It was a thin, cutting sleet that chilled clothes and dampened skin and crept through mittens to nip at the fine bones of Miquella's hands.
--In which an Empyrean and his consort take refuge from the cold.

I already have ideas for more fics, most of them h/c-focused because I am but a simple bitch. I love hurt/comfort a totally normal amount.