Northstar Vale grains

Tamar’s energy was always contagious, and Meadow found a laugh bubble out of her, leaning over to place her forehead gingerly against the other woman’s own—relishing the fact that for once, she had found a home where it felt she actually belonged. “Then a garden we shall have,” she promised before pulling back, honeyed eyes sweeping over the beautiful woman.

“Tamar, what did you even do in Mereo? You’re nothing like any of the Mereo members I’ve met.”