After Many Miles

Elysia offered the woman a smile of her own. One meant to keep the interaction kind and relaxed. Under any other circumstances Elysia might have acted like her mother had always taught her to be - Domineering. But she always knew it was easier to catch flies with honey.

“I’m Elysia” she greeted the woman she now knew as Mariah. Before she turned her attention back to the random array of herbs and plants she now carried.

“If it’s not too obvious… I’m not a healer. But I want to help my family stock up on herbs to help out…would you possibly know if these are things I should be bringing home?” She tilted her head like a puppy asking for help. Hoping it would be enough to coax some help out of her.


"Ely & Ezekiel"