[just as she feels the heat of the sun, kiera can smell the aromas of the market. and while passenger sneers at them, kiera is entranced.
the scents in the air are different but still overwhelmingly similar to those of her childhood. many aromas, she recognizes -- cardamom, cumin, cinnamon, turmeric. there are more she can't put a finger on, but the ones she is familiar with are enough to bring her back for a moment. an overpowering desire to taste just one bite of the delectable smelling food in the servants' quarters, how relieving and right it felt to eat.
then the cold taste of iron floods all her senses, and her feet move away from the stalls quicker even than passenger. it doesn't take much willpower to twist her face in disgust, even if it's at something completely different than expected.]
I doubt we could actually eat anything in here. I'm more eager to get out of the sun.
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the scents in the air are different but still overwhelmingly similar to those of her childhood. many aromas, she recognizes -- cardamom, cumin, cinnamon, turmeric. there are more she can't put a finger on, but the ones she is familiar with are enough to bring her back for a moment. an overpowering desire to taste just one bite of the delectable smelling food in the servants' quarters, how relieving and right it felt to eat.
then the cold taste of iron floods all her senses, and her feet move away from the stalls quicker even than passenger. it doesn't take much willpower to twist her face in disgust, even if it's at something completely different than expected.]
I doubt we could actually eat anything in here. I'm more eager to get out of the sun.