The Basin
There is a basin in the inner grove that never ices. I look into it when I need to be told the truth, which is more often than a queen should admit. Tonight the ember hung longer than usual. I took that as a kindness.
There is a basin in the inner grove that never ices. I look into it when I need to be told the truth, which is more often than a queen should admit. Tonight the ember hung longer than usual. I took that as a kindness.