Dezba had never seen anything like this before. back home was brown, endlessly brown except for carefully maintained plots of land owned by the very wealthy. but she'd never gotten to see one in person, she'd only heard rumors.
so she's wandering around the orchard in something of a daze when she hears a voice calling from above her. she looks up and smiles shyly]
Yes. Yes, that would be very kind of you. Do you...know which ones are the best?
apple picking (CW: climate change)
so she's wandering around the orchard in something of a daze when she hears a voice calling from above her. she looks up and smiles shyly]
Yes. Yes, that would be very kind of you. Do you...know which ones are the best?