Location:Seven Peaks — the Medicine Hall; the north gate paving
Date/Time:TC1858.03.17
Willow bark tasted like a fence post left out in the rain.
Raven drank it anyway, all of it, because Mira was standing over her and would stand there until the cup was empty. It went down bitter and stayed bitter at the back of her tongue, and she set the cup on the bench beside her with her left hand, because the right one was in her lap in clean wool and Mira had told her twice not to use it for anything, cups included.
"Three weeks," Mira said.
"You said two."
