Tell me its a fever dream

The small healer woman was expecting to lose herbs to mud and frost as winter set in. that was the point of her hot house after all, to keep those herbs that might be needed over winter alive. What she hadn’t expected was the strange glow that was affecting all of her herbs. Every plant in the hot house was alive with an unearthly glow. If it was an infection, it was unlike any she had seen before. She wouldn’t be able to to use any of her herbs until she knew how this might have changed their properties.

It was late into the night, with the swollen moon in the sky above her as she worked in the hot house. Pruning and experimenting with her herbs in a frantic attempt to figure out what was going on.