The Linnet's Wings The Winter´s Tale, Ravens and Robins - Page 55

Ravens and Robins Godless Fruit by Jo-Ann Newton It doesn’t look much. A red, round thing. Waxy in my palm. Smelling of nothing. Promising all. He warned not to I know. The other one said it was truth. Power in edible form. If only we dare to be human. Your face shadows as I rip it from the branch. Ah, my love. Always so good. It tastes of grief and honey. Here… Take it. 55