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The meme is here: Give me the names of two characters and I will tell you why character A loves character B.

Here is [personal profile] kelkyag's second prompt. Rosaria and Willard are from the Aunt Family, as per the tree below.




Rosaria and Willard

Rosaria had brothers. She had sons, she had a father. She had had, for a while, a husband, although that seemed like a very long time ago.

So when she tried on "I love him like this," like a father, like a brother, like a son, she knew of what she was speaking. And none of them quite fit.

She had other nephews, too, and she could not say that she felt for any of them what she felt for Willard. Willard was - he was different, and not just because of the spark. He was important, and not just because the family had severed him from their embrace and their power. He was her friend, and that... that was what had saved them.

"He should be gone from you," Elenora had complained. Elenora was the sort that would complain about that. "He is gone from the family, and yet I can see you're still writing to him. You're still pining over him."

"He's gone as my nephew." She lifted her chin and glared at Elenora, glared at her Aunt, at the Aunt and dared her to challenge that. My nephew sounded strange when she was still so young, but that was what he had been, and in their family, that was a special bond. "You severed that. But he was my friend. And he is still my friend. He will always be that, no matter how far away he is."
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A Bear In Winter



Rosaria is known in the family for her fairy tales, in all of which you can find a thread - or sometimes a hole tapestry - of truth. On occasion, Rosaria deigns to write down one of her tales. This is one, and I won't say that it's true or that it's not, simply that this is how she chose to write it.


The bear had been coming around for quite some time before he vanished.

Nieves and Rosa called him that - at first it had been their private joke, but as time went on, they liked to tease him with it. It wasn't that he was so very hairy, but he'd been wearing a dark brown coat when they first found him wandering in the snow, and his hair and his beard were long and tangled.

They lived alone with their widowed mother...

Read on...
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Rosaria and Willard kept journals when he left the family. This story covers the beginnings of those journals: anger, fear, and loss.

I told Rosie I’d write down my experiences, but it’s been three days since I left the family formally, and this is the first time I’ve been able to stand putting pen to paper.

It is still unpleasant to think about, much less to analyze, but the knowledge is rare, even if the situation is unpleasant. When people leave the family - which happens so rarely Rosie and I could think of only two - they do not normally leave behind notes on their departure....

(read on...)

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To a number of prompts, starting with Þ. Set in the Aunt Family universe.
"Once upon a time."

"And long, long ago."

"And long, long ago." Rosaria smiled at the children around her. The smile was as much a part of the story as the beginning, as their responses, and the pictures she could see forming in her head.

"How long ago, Aunt Rosa?"

"Long enough ago that the histories have faded into dust. That the stories have been retold until their shapes are lost. That the retellings have been repainted and made into movies."

"Really long ago, then."
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For [personal profile] jjhunter's commissioned Prompt.

A continuation of "Tell me a Story," (LJ), "Princesses, Knights, and the Huntsman" (LJ), The Princess and the Huntsman (LJ), and Princesses (LJ).

The Aunt Family has a landing page here on DW and here on LJ.


The princess had been the first painting Estebana, Adam, and Anselma had shown Rosaria, first because many young girls dreamed of being princesses, first because, as Anselma had said, in her dry, always-amused voice, "this can be the most dangerous of the stories, for everyone involved. Remember that, Rosaria."
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For [personal profile] jjhunter's Prompt.

A continuation of "Tell me a Story," (LJ), "Princesses, Knights, and the Huntsman" (LJ), and The Princess and the Huntsman (LJ)

The Aunt Family has a landing page here on DW and here on LJ.


Rosaria sipped her tea and stared out the window at the tiny back yard. She'd moved here when she couldn't take care of the big house anymore, leaving that to her oldest daughter and her brood. The family did that, passing houses around - this one had belonged to an elderly aunt of Rosaria's, Estebana - much the way they passed charms, and trinkets, and power. Nothing was ever lost.
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For [personal profile] jjhunter's Prompt.

A continuation of "Tell me a Story," (LJ) and "Princesses, Knights, and the Huntsman" (LJ)

The Aunt Family has a landing page here on DW and here on LJ.


Rosaria was not surprised to see Cady coming around more and more often. When Lily's mother dropped off her handful of children to "visit Grandma," there were often a few neighborhood kids in the van as well.

This particular day, it was Cady, Lily, her two brothers, and another friend, a shy boy with old shoes that she hadn't met before, and yet felt she already knew.
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From the poll for continuation story from December's Giraffe Call; a bonus because the main story ran short.

A continuation of "Tell me a Story," (LJ)

The Aunt Family has a landing page here on DW and here on LJ.


Long after her friend and her brothers had run off to play another game, Lily slunk back into the room. Rosaria, who had been expecting something of the sort, crocheted patiently on her seventh afghan this year. They had, after all, a very large family; this one was going to Florida. Even Florida, she'd been told, eventually had cold days, and any grand-niece or nephew could use a little piece of handcrafted love.

Speaking of needing love... "What is it, Lily?" she asked gently.

"I liked the story you made for Cady," she started hesitantly. Lily was not normally a shy child, which made Rosaria a little worried.
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Next: The Princess and the Hunstsman (LJ)
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For [personal profile] jjhunter‘s prompt.

The Aunt Family has a landing page here on DW and here on LJ.

Cady was inspired by [personal profile] inventrix‘s drawings (and the discussion thereof): here and here.

This seems to have not gotten crossposted as it should have when I moved things to WordPress.

“Grandma Rosaria, tell me another story.”

“All right, my lovely Lily, come sit here, you and your brothers, yes, you, too, Anthony, you’re not that old yet, and let your Grandmother spin you a tale.”

“Grandma tells the best tales,” Lily hissed to her friend Cady, tugging her along as well. Rosaria pretended not to hear, but she was smiling to herself as the children got situated.

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