celeste forestier

Roldan brushed his hands through his hair, checking his watch for the ninth time. Of course he shouldn't have been early. That seemed eager, didn't it? He didn't want to seem eager. Or desperate or anything like that. Not that he really should have been worried. This was just a friendly get...

It was still early afternoon and Celeste had just finished talking to her father. Raphael had stopped by the house, and the two had caught up on how she was doing and why he was on the island. He had informed Celeste about Zoraida, not liking the fact that his daughter had been kept in the dark...

Celeste hummed softly to herself as she put the last of Shale's clean clothes away and halfway tidied up all the clothes on the floor by throwing them in a hamper next to his bathroom. When she was done, she hurried down the stairs in a black t-shirt, faded jeans and in her bare feet to the...

She had found it when she was cleaning up the guest room. it had been there on the floor. The elf's ID had fallen partly out of its pouch, and so Celeste had put it back, but not before casually glancing at the date on the ID before she put it back. The birthdate had read August 8th. And so...

Celeste looked at the building and nodded. Yes, this was it - had to be. It seemed to be the only legal firm located at this address. She had asked around - at the school, her niece, inquired in town, and it seemed like these were the best lawyers on the island to handle what Celeste required...

"Mon dieu... this definitely needs a lot more work than I thought," Celeste murmured to herself as she gingerly walked over the broken floorboards in the old building she had recently purchased. It was a large Victoirian style property set over three floors with a brickwork porch, ornate...

"Tante!" Zora cried happily when Celeste appeared at her front door unexpectedly. "When did you get here?" she asked her step-aunt, more like a sister really. They had always been close, Celeste, in many ways was like Zoraida's mother. "Mon dieu, cherie!" she laughed gaily as she embraced Zora...

Humming softly to herself Celeste set everything up for the evening's get together, an improvised cooking class of sorts. The community had various types of get-togethers each month as a fun way for people to mingle, make new friends and meet other people. Celeste had been asked to lead the...