Stone Circle Here I be

Inkeri knew that times were lean. However, she also knew this girl. Had been given a harder time than others. There was something in her gaze that spoke to a deep well of loneliness in the wells of Inkeri’s stomach. She knew that stare well. When you were given only pain and cruelty at the hands of those that were meant to love you. It wounded you deeply. She knew this well.

It’s just in the cache here. Here.

Inkeri turned slowly. She did not wish to startle the little lamb of a girl. She knew how quickly someone who had been dealt a cruel hand could startle. She pulled the little prey animal from it’s recesses of dirt and pressed it forward.

Not much to hunt right now. Now. I usually fish. Fish. But still warm. Warm.