I am not a product of my circumstances.
As she and Lyra worked side by side, the work flew by, vines vanishing from the porch with the ease of four hands (and magic) to assist their removal. When the last vine fell away, she stood with her hands on her hips, a tired smile on her face as she admired their work. That smile turned towards the other woman as she gave an approving nod of her head. "Nice job. We make a good team."
And with that part done, they were free to join Maea down below. Elizabeth spent an equal amount of time admiring the Ancient's cleared stairway, impressed with how much the stripping of plants had transformed the house thus far. But she didn't linger long, already setting her sights on the dangling bits of foliage that peeked from beneath the structure. Pushing up her sleeves, she joined the other women in clearing through the same means as before.
Elizabeth helps clear out the underside of the porch!
And with that part done, they were free to join Maea down below. Elizabeth spent an equal amount of time admiring the Ancient's cleared stairway, impressed with how much the stripping of plants had transformed the house thus far. But she didn't linger long, already setting her sights on the dangling bits of foliage that peeked from beneath the structure. Pushing up her sleeves, she joined the other women in clearing through the same means as before.
Elizabeth helps clear out the underside of the porch!
Elizabeth
I am a product of my decisions.
