Barrow Fields lotus eater

Getting a little frustrated that Blixen wants to stand there and talk, she huffs and points with her nose to get her started. Though the question doesn’t go unanswered, she looks off in the way the woman ran and wonders where she’d been going. There’s not much she remembers from the woman other than the betrayal and that’s all she really needs. Looking back to her daughter, she shrugs one shoulder. “We lived farther inland than here. Perhaps she didn’t know where we are,” she says with another satisfied grunt, deciding where she’ll latch onto the remaining carcass. “She does now.”