Herbalists' Cache das lied von der erde

"Hit you straight in your heart, didn't I?" Apple said softly, feeling sorry for the man, who had lost his children. She loved all her offspring dearly and would have been devastated, had she lost any of them during young age. Naturally, as they grew up and went off in their own lives, some had met the old Bony man sooner than the others. And even though Apple dealt with these losses with apparent lightness and good-humour (Serves him right. Or - I always knew he was destined for great things), it did not mean that she had not mourned and that there was not a bit of sadness for their fates. It was that her hands had always been so full, that being depressed or taking time to herself to figure things out had never been an option.  

"I am sorry for your loss. Seeing your children go before you is hardly fair and makes one wonder, what kind of grand plan did the old bearded Heaven man have, when he decided to reap them young," she added with a rueful smile.