Twisted Slough You've never seen a bastard orphan [m]ore in need of a break

Thanks so much for the thread!!

Potema had never seen a man respond like that, to anything really. It worried her. She had heard of deformities of the brain carried by blood. Did he have one, or was this something else at play? Whatever it was, it worried the witch. If his seed took, she would have to raise an imperfect child; how would she respond to that?

But he was a perfect stranger, and she wanted him to remain that. She watched him walk away deeper into the slough before turning to head up the coast.