AISHA
Farming and gardening had never really been her strong suit, she'd tried last Flowerbirth with Oliver to rejuvenate some crops, but it hadn't been her cup of tea. At least there were some who favored the task, it was harrowing work, and extremely necessary. She wondered briefly if Belril knew Chulane, the Halovian keeper of agriculture. He might entice the boy, keep him away from the desolation that the grounds promised.
"Just start moving it into a pile that will be easy to load into the wheelbarrow when he's back," she replied, digging back in, keen to finish and move on. His words tore her from her thoughts, mention of a grimace that she wasn't aware of making. "Oh, no, sorry. I'm all good cutie don't worry 'bout me," she replied, replacing any thoughtfulness with a smile. And it was genuine enough to block out to stress, to land her back in the present moment.
Curse free, among friendly faces, and safe.
"Just start moving it into a pile that will be easy to load into the wheelbarrow when he's back," she replied, digging back in, keen to finish and move on. His words tore her from her thoughts, mention of a grimace that she wasn't aware of making. "Oh, no, sorry. I'm all good cutie don't worry 'bout me," she replied, replacing any thoughtfulness with a smile. And it was genuine enough to block out to stress, to land her back in the present moment.
Curse free, among friendly faces, and safe.
sinks through her teeth
she's not evil
she's not evil
this is chaos manmade
