Fairspell Meadow And a black car that matches your blackest soul

Forward dated about a week! For @Anselm <3

Her sickness had taken much from her. Even as she began to recover her voice and her strength, Melody struggled to overcome the lethargy that clung to her in the aftermath. She slept often, and was uncharacteristically forgetful during her lessons. It would pass, she was certain.

But she was impatient. So she took to one of the meadows that flanked Akashingo, determined that she would push herself today and become stronger for it. The berry bushes drew her attention immediately. Melody began to pick through them with careful judgment, ever a picky eater; rotten berries simply wouldn't do.