Look How Far We've Come

Gwyn still wasn’t entirely convinced that a hallucinogenic drug hadn’t somehow ended up in her mix or that maybe it was an added side effect to letting the herbs sit together for awhile. But she wanted to believe that this was real. She wanted to believe that she was finally getting a chance to see her mother again and was being given the opportunity to show her mother everything she had accomplished for her. A relieved smile pulled across her features as Resin spoke, even if her voice was slightly distorted and distant. It was still the voice she remembered and that alone did a lot to soothe the longing and the feeling that she never really got the closure she needed.

“I was just thinking about you,” she admitted after her mother asked if something was troubling her. And about how I never got to show you the infirmary when it was finished.” Gwyn got up from where she was laying, stepping down off of the cot so she could live this dream of showing Resin what she helped create. “These are all of the dividers and cots you gifted to me. They really have been so helpful and have made all the difference here. And I fixed up these cabinets to hold our supplies and I have this desk here so I can work on different poultices and medicines.” Gwyn eagerly moved around the room, showing her mother all the pieces of it, opening the cabinet to show the rows of bandages, threads, needles, bowls, and vials, walking over to the desk where a few of her extracts were still steeping.

She hardly took her gaze off of her mother, afraid that if she looked away for too long then she’d be gone. After her little tour she came back to where her mother was standing, giving her a slightly bashful smile, feeling a bit like a pup again coming to show her a leaf she had found even though she knew it wasn’t something her mothers had ever had a knowledge or interest in. “You just… You inspired me to create all of this and I’ve always wanted to show it to you.”

Gwynevere | Eilwen