Marrow and Marigold
fantasy◐ MatureVeska held the silent rib to the candle and looked closer. A thin gray line was painted along the bone, almost too faint to see. She had never seen such a mark. Someone had touched this rib before it was buried and hidden how this person really died. She decided to find out who the body had belonged to.
Veska checked her burial ledger by name and date. The silent rib belonged to a young baker named Toll Hessen, buried six days ago. The ledger said he died of plague. But the bone said he had not. She pulled on her coat and walked through the dark to the Hessen house to ask his family the truth.
What happens next?
2 ways forwardToll's mother answered the door with red eyes. When Veska said the bone showed no plague, the woman broke down. "He was poisoned," she whispered. "By the man who buys our grain. Toll saw him watering down the flour with chalk. Three days later my boy was dead." She grabbed Veska's sleeve. "Please. No one believes me."