Homecoming 4
Kaveri checked the last of the food hanging from the ceiling of Neoma’s house—she rather suspected that it was always going to be Neoma’s house to Kieran and the forest-spirits, which seemed appropriate enough, given that virtually everything in and about it had been crafted by her hands. There was little left of the dried meat and fish and herbs, as there had been of the roots and grains in their carefully clay-sealed pits nearby. That was all right, though: they wouldn’t be here much longer anyway. That thought filled her both with anticipation of new sights and new people,…