Author’s Note: I know, I know, I forgot last Thursday. Still working on getting on a schedule, it should get better. This one is late due to winter storm shenanigans yesterday, but all is well now!
Disclaimer: Eira, her family, and all associated characters are mine but they are playing the sandbox created by the comic Hurrocks Fardel, now available on WebToons (it’s catching up to where we were, old pages are being redone so it is a consistent look). Whether any of this ends up canon depends entirely on the artist, but I’ll try to be consistent with what information they have provided. ^_^
Eira felt like their house was somehow three times smaller than it had been yesterday. It was because of all the people—everyone within a day’s travel was here.
She hid at the top of the stairs that led up to the big loft that was all hers. It was the only safe place. Besides with Papa, but he was out in the barn. She wasn’t allowed there yet.
She wrinkled her nose as another woman came in to join the mass of swirling skirts. Though not out of any feelings for the stranger. It was what she was carrying.
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