Aurora walked into her safe house to find it empty. Shrugging to herself, she kept a pot on the fire and kept some water in it. She was waiting for it to simmer, when she heard Kaira yelp in shock and pain.
"Kaira?" she called out.
"Yes, I'm here" she answered back.
"Where?" Aurora asked, looking around, unable to spot her anywhere.
"Under the blasted pot you've set to simmer" she said.
"And why are you under there?" Aurora asked back, unable to comprehend why anyone would want to be under a pot.
"Because I like the feel of heavy weights on my body," Kaira snapped.
"Really?" Aurora asked her.
"NO!".
Aurora began sniggering.
"Now will you get me out of here please?" Kaira asked.
Aurora stifled her laughter, and with the help of a cloth, took the hot pot out of the fire. Kaira flew out of it, and shuddered.
"You know how horrible it is to be stuck in two different fireplaces?" she asked.
"Um... No?" Aurora said.
"Of course you won't know, why am I even asking?" she muttered.
Aurora raised an eyebrow, and kept the pot back on the fire. She took the soaked pulses, and put it in the pot.
"You know you can just put all the pulses with the water?" Kaira said.
"The water is tomorrow's breakfast, dummy!" Aurora said.
"How so?" Kaira asked.
"Aquafaba," Aurora said.
"What you're saying is like Greek and Latin to me. Oh wait. I do know Greek and Latin. Let's say two other languages I don't know" Kaira said.
Aurora watched the pulses boil.
She asked Kaira, "Where were you?".
"Gone visiting your mother" she replied.
"My mother? How is she? Is she alright?" Aurora asked, bolting upright.
"Well and good," Kaira said.
Aurora stared back into the fire, and she opened her mind to the trees.
"Can you pass a message to my mother?" she asked.
"Anything M'Lady. Anything" the veil of creepers said.
"Tell her that I miss her, and am anxious to meet her," she said.
She closed her mind, and continued watching the pulses boil.
"You seem different," Kaira said.
"I opened my mind," she said.
Kaira didn't say anything after that, but Aurora knew that she was a bit surprised, and pleased.
She stirred the pot, and saw that the pulses had boiled enough. She cut the chicory roots and leaves with a sword on the wall, and put it in the boiling water, along with the pulses. She took some dill, which she had found in the forest earlier, and added it to the pulses, along with some salt.
Aurora changed out of her tunic and washed it. She put on another tunic which she planned on using solely for her practise sessions. She hung it on the makeshift clothing rack she had made, and beckoned Kaira to the clothpeg exercise which they had practiced the previous day.
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The Golden Hexagon
FantasíaAurora lives in the Lands of the Golden Hexagon, leading a normal life with her mother. One day, a mythical bird - a Phoenix - bursts through her house's fireplace and informs them about an impending attack on them and their Land. Immediately, her...
