Callie
My next appointment was late. Not just a little late, almost half an hour had passed. Surprising. Most people didn’t usually keep the Gods waiting. It was a miracle that Bastian hadn’t collected me yet for the next task of the day. Although it would’ve been favourable. The rising sun was quickly heating everything up and I could just imagine the honeyed milk spoiling. It would be a shame to let Rastus’ offering go to waste but I didn’t see any priests or priestesses to bring them inside.
Considering the next person was late anyway, I decided to take it in myself. I collected the little burlap sack with raisins and picked up the small sapling carefully so I didn’t stab myself in the eye with one of the twigs. Balancing the two on my right arm, I grabbed the glass bottle of milk wit
