es on the market stall. Picking an apple she

em. It was juicy and fresh with a tangy taste exploding on the sides of her tongue. A

a stone, he glanced up at her then spat to the side and continued to sharpen

mbed at the sign n

r 6

despite knowing that she had already seen the sign from a distance, but the

ge but really, there was little to nothing in her pocket. A few fish bones, stones coll

the intention of buy

serby for a few seconds, as though searching for any monitoring eyes or ears, then angled in her direction and conspiratoriall

s, searching his face f

d his knife and

I'm a fisher, if

her belly. Apples did that to her, not that it would ever stop her from eating them. "Got a load of new equipment coming up

hed her hands out wide in an estimating gesture of the size of her pro

as he picked a pineapple and began

'll be catching fish soon enough... figured we could set up a transaction of

reet, then back at her. His lips pinched at the disregard, "Like I said," he mimicked h

n palm in expectat

t and tossed them onto the table before grabbing another apple and holding it up to him with a th

movin' fi

she pivoted on her h

forest and brushing against her skin. Adara stuffed her hands into either pockets and shoved her way through the market following an invisible line

money she had coul

nto the roof and weaved seamlessly between people until the cr

ed her steps, pausing once to eye a post

rsed a

from their jaws with hook

les with their skins hanging on the

rning at

e bottom of the barrel. A cursed breed carrying demons within them that bayed for the blood of humans. They had no human emotions but

, but today was altogether different. Her eyes lingered a little

man in her uncle's shed

like. Breathing hard yet agile and muscular. Those eyes which flickered

be

her spine, she shrugged it off an

g where he was. Whether he had been caught, if he wa

at a stone, adjusted the satc

anywhere nearby. I'

nd uncle, they ate in silence. Adara made sure to finish the bowl,

house while carrying a bucket of hot water boiled from the cauldron

hung the lamp overhead before grabbing the scrubber and hard soap which scarce

carried. Fresh with a slight tangy smell of sweat, she made her way out of the outhou

the warm bed that called

e man watching her

uiet footfalls as he f

gertips, a warm graze on back of her neck, as those

tightened, and drew her firmly ou