Evie
gender nectar sifting
Evie listens attentively - incapable of commentary even if she wanted, due to the food in her mouth - and easily squashes the small green jealousy that rears its head at mention of his father teaching him the recipes. Her parents are dead; Evie doesn’t want to waste time mourning inadequacies that had persisted while they were still alive.
Swallowing, she begins layering a different sauce on her next bite, eager to try all the options. “The Grounds has access to the ocean only at the very edges of the peninsula as far as I’m aware, and it was not accessible at all when the barrier was active. We had a small lake, but given the scarcity of food with the barrier, all the fish and edible creatures were long taken from it.” Whether anyone has bothered to transport and reintroduce them since the fall is an unknown to her.
Swallowing, she begins layering a different sauce on her next bite, eager to try all the options. “The Grounds has access to the ocean only at the very edges of the peninsula as far as I’m aware, and it was not accessible at all when the barrier was active. We had a small lake, but given the scarcity of food with the barrier, all the fish and edible creatures were long taken from it.” Whether anyone has bothered to transport and reintroduce them since the fall is an unknown to her.
Through the grain of gold tripping
