HEARTHWANE · DAUGHTER
human, 22
Cried the whole road from Cressing to the Cray farm and was promised by her mother that one day it would all…
THEIR STORY
Lisbet is Ottilie's daughter, brought up to the Cray farm from Cressing when she was sixteen. She hates the cold, the mud and the wood at the end of the fields, and she says so. She does what her mother tells her and has never been told no. Lately she cannot sleep, and she has taken to sitting in the cold dairy where nobody comes.
FROM
Cressing, in the Marches
HOW THEY LOOK
Round-faced and pale, wrapped in every blanket she can find, with her mother's cracked hands already.
IN THEIR OWN WORDS
“It's not my fault it's cold. It's not anyone's fault.”
“Mother says Grandmother is kind to girls who work. Is she?”
BEFORE THE TALE
6 years ago · Cressing
Cried the whole road from Cressing to the Cray farm and was promised by her mother that one day it would all be hers.
2 years ago · the Cray farm
Burned the butter three times running in the Cray dairy, and let Vessa take the blame each time.
this year · the smoke-house
Carried the brine bucket in from the smoke-house the night before the longest night because her mother asked, and did not ask what for.