Dreams Collide.

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~ Third person POV ~

When Astrid went home, she quickly changed into her nightgown since it was already nightfall. she sat down in a chair and took the Glenweave basket and started to take the flowers out of the basket and pucked out the petals of it. She had little bottles where you can put a few amounts of liquid inside it.

She plucked out the petals of the Aeloria Blooms and transferred it to the small potion-like bottles carefully as she knew how sensitive Aeloria Blooms, along with preparing supper for her mother that was out working as a assistant in a famous bakery where Astrid managed to persuade the owner to let her mother to work there.

While she multitask, her mother knocked and went inside their small home. Her mother had brought bread for her daughter's midnight snacks for she loved any types of bread whether it was cornbread, white bread, potato bread and so on!

"Mother, you didn't have to buy me that much bread. You know we're short on silver coins." Says Astrid. Despite being infamous in the village, they were the poorest people around those corners. They weren't really high on money and only depended on natural resources of nature's grows of food and fruits. They aren't as rich as the other people in the village, but they still managed.

"By my troth... I said i would get you some snacks if we had some coins." Her mother says cheerfully. Astrid loved her mother, She loved her mother's traits where shes resourceful and despite having so little, she always manage to give so much.

Astrid gave her mother a radiant and carefree smile. She dived in to hug her mother tightly. She loved her mother, truly. They were both pure, loving, and carefree. The village loved them because of those traits of the two. Astrid then went back to the table and continued what she was working on previously, while her mom prepares supper for the two of them.

After a while, they were both finally done with what they were doing. Astrid cleaned the table and helped her mother prepare the table for supper. There wasn't that much, but it was enough as long as it was made with her mother's recipe and love.

They both sat down and talked about their day and what went on. Her mother was first to be storytelling which was fun. They loved talking to each other on and on until the day ends.

As the time went by, they didn't realize they were already done for supper and was ready to go to bed since they had a lot to do tomorrow considering it was time for the weekdays to start. "Mother, I will go ahead and rest as for tomorrow we have a lot to do."  Astrid said with a soft grin.

"Oh— Astrid. Before you go, will you be a dear and get me a cheesecloth in the latrine?" Her mother spoke gently while she took the plates and puts it down on the washstands along with washing it. Astrid then went to the bathroom and got her mother's request for a cheesecloth. She walked towards her mother and gave the cloth to her.

"Here you go, mother." Astrid says before putting down the cloth on the table and placing it on top. She then went to their bed chamber and sat on top of the mattress. She grabbed a hairbrush on top of the small table on the right side of the pallet.

Astrid brushed her soft, luscious hair gently to keep her hair from tangling in the morning so she could just change and go on ahead. As she was done, her mind suddenly flashed to early moments of the day when she accidentally found a shrine that belonged to the higher ups which was the Gods.

She didn't really think about it that much until this moment. She didn't think it was really a bad thing to find a shrine belonging to a higher up, but something in her felt somewhat different. She remembered the shrine having a piercing stare even if it was just pure stone. She felt as if it was watching or staring at her. Maybe she was just hallucinating because smelling that much Aeloria Blooms can affect hallucinations sometimes...maybe, maybe not.

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