Ocean's Breath Plateau From the beach with love

three herbs. senmut inspected each as the seawind played across his face. nodding once, he began to lay out feathers of deep indigo and bright green, hot red and the yellow-orange silken feathers of a bird breast. "some of these feathers once flew over the mesa of akashingo. and some were collected in the sands of muat-riya."

"i would like a sampling of each. how many feathers would you take in trade, lady of moontide?"