Derek knows all of life is (cyclical) wrote in repose, @ 2016-08-30 07:47:00 |
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Entry tags: | *delivery, jezebelle kelly, liam roberts |
Delivery: Liam R
[The package isn't delivered in any sort of normal way. No courier. No mailman come with a wee box, no. It was delivered by the store's raven Scéal, who came gleefully rap-tap-tapping at his window. The package itself is not large, slightly smaller than a paper towel tube, wrapped in white paper with a single piece of gold ribbon tied at each end and looped in the center for easy carrying. Inside is a small roller ball phial, filled with a slightly yellow tinged liquid; on it the label reads migraine cure, and in her own even handwriting is written: Apply topically to temples. A green sachet contains two packets of willow bark tea, already in American style tea bags, with a quick handwritten note: Steep for five minutes. Drink hot. The third item is a small tube filled with golden, viscous liquid - the promised honey, just enough to sweeten two cups of tea if used indulgently. Finally, and tucked against the side of the roll is a purple and gilt-gold business card for Chrysalis.]