Emma
The clacking of beads makes me jump out of my thoughts, Corvina entering the kitchen through the strings of wooden and glass pearls that serve as the door to her bedroom.
“Having trouble sleeping?”
I nod, clasping my cup of tea tighter. “I made myself a cup of tea, I hope that is alright for you.”
“Of course, honey,” she says with a high-pitched tone, stepping closer. “This is your home as well. Feel free to do anything as you please.”
“Thank you.” I smile shyly, squinting my eyes against the moonlight streaming into the windows. “It’s bright as day. Is this normal here?”
Corvina sighs, standing next to me to stare in the same direction as me. “No. The Ostara festivities are fully on, and as it is paired with a special alignment of certain planets, it is a huge festival. T
