Be it for reason, be it for love [Aoede]

Sweetgrass shifted in the breeze, sending its delightful scent into the air. So far Ulmaria hadn't found much in the way of useful herbs for healing. At least ones she knew something about. The sweetgrass seemed to have taken over pretty much everything but she wasn't ready to turn back just yet. Ulmaria did pause to take in stock of her surroundings. In the vast ocean of grass she didn't want to lose sight of her path. It wouldn't due to get lost. Her lemur companion stayed close by and every so often would pluck some of the sweetgrass to do some weaving. She supposed she could make a good basket out of it some time.

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