13 Memory Lane, Tuesday Afternoon

[noharmfromabook]

Completely oblivious to any of the latest comings and goings in Milieux, Evelyn was sitting on the porch steps of her house. She was drinking tea and reading through a book that she might want to use for her class. She had made sure to cover all of the dates last time and where all of the kings fit into the timeline. This session she was

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[cirrasurvivor]

"Hello," Callisto greeted. She stood far from the porch.

[noharmfromabook]

Evelyn looked up and smiled when she saw the woman from the park. "Hello."

[cirrasurvivor]

"You are a scribe?" she asked, nodding vaguely at the book.

[noharmfromabook]

Evelyn nodded. "Yes. Reader and recorder."