Enric grunted as he lifted the massive basket of herbs. The heavy load made his back ache, and he had to struggle to keep it upright. “Master Elmer! Hold the door please!” he begged as he approached. From the doorway, Enric’s youthful looking, long haired master looked up. He smiled and held the door open. His wide sleeves hung from his slender arms, and made the man look almost frail.
“I told you to only fill it halfway, Enric.” he scolded gently.
“I didn’t want to make more trips than one. You’re going to teach me that pain-killing potion today, aren’t you? I want to start learning it fast!” Enric grinned broadly. “I might even need to use it!” He laughed. Read the rest of this entry »