Tag: Feeding the Poor x 1

She sun shone brightly, turning the briney puddles in the rutted roads along the docks into mirrors. Regynn was struck by the simple beauty of the still life reflected by the water’s surface, quickly shattered by a rattling cart as it rolled, uncaring down the quay. She frowned and shook her head as if to erase the image, turning to give a half hearted smile at the sound of her name.

“I’m fine Jonah, it’s nothing.” she said in response to her companion’s questioning concern. She hefted her basket to her hip as she looked around the area, “I think we should go this way today, we went that way the last time.”

As the two stepped toward the street Regynn had indicated a young boy came barreling down the street,...