Lion Head Mesa she's imperfect, but she tries

"i am going to give you a tincture of mugwort  and pennyroyal, with poppy to blunt the pain." she chewed. she spat. she rinsed her mouth and then motioned maegi forward. "this is going to begin working very quickly. are you ready now? or would you prefer to come back?"

quickness was important. but there was no return once this step was taken, and it was for that reason tavina did not seek to insist upon one choice or another.

the mixture sat heaped upon an oak leaf. the pale woman would need to eat all of it for the chance she wanted.