Clara“These herbs are so fresh, I can’t wait to get back to the packhouse and make healing potions out of them.” My mother smiled fondly, her eyes caressing the herbs like they were her lover. I don’t think I have met anyone so passionate about their job as she is. It is her love for it that prompted me to also choose to be a healer. And she was kind enough to ask if it was what I really wanted. “I would never understand why you look like a young lady in love every time we come to the woods for herb restocking. Does it make you happy that much?” I asked, chuckling. She nodded still grinning. “Yes, aside from being a Luna who can help people in need. It soothes my heart to know that I can help heal them too. Seeing the lives that could have been lost all well and happy, makes my life worth it. If I die now, I definitely wouldn’t have regrets.” “Mum!” I whined, stomping my feet. “Why do you always talk about death so casually?” “Because it is inevitable. And you my dear need to be
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