Emberwood you get lost in the sauce, you become the sauce

bhediya shook her head. grayday was old enough to be my father, she laughed, which is weird to admit. she'd never verified their age gap, but knew that it was significant. he'd had a pair of adolescents when they'd first met, whereas her litter had hardly opened their eyes. 

the magician didn't like to think about those things. all of her children were better off far from her reach, from her corruption. she would never be a good mother and while she loved each one in her own way, bhe knew that she couldn't love them in the capacity that they deserved.

she remembered easy mentioning lavender's children. bhediya wanted to ask where they were, but thought that she already knew the answer.

have you seen sunny? she asked, hoping to clear her mind. he's at easthollow. he wasn't in the best state, but she doubted that lav would mind. from what she could tell, the girl had grown into a woman worthy and representative of her namesake.