The Ticking of the Clock

The woman introduced herself as Rose and stated that she was looking for boneset and valerian root, both useful herbs. He could probably stand to gather a bit more of those himself. He gazed at her curiously as she spoke of truths hidden underneath lies. He wasn't quite sure what to make of her statement but she seemed wise.

"Sounds good to me. My stores could use a bit more of the herbs you mention." He set off to follow the woman as he kept his eyes peeled for the familiar herbs. Herbs flowered a bit longer here in the south but there was a good chance that boneset would be losing its blooms. He kept looking and soon he spied it, a hairy-stemmed plant standing about four feet high. "Boneset, there, next to that stump." He shifted his course, maneuvering through the moist swamp ground toward the boneset.