kellanswritingblog:And here’s the second of my pieces for @rqgzine!  Zolf cooks to try an

kellanswritingblog:

And here’s the second of my pieces for @rqgzine!  Zolf cooks to try and keep his mind off of things.

Pre orders for the zine start in about a week and all proceeds go toward the Yemen Foundation, so please check it out!  You will not be disappointed because everything looks amazing

[ID: a white background with flourishes in each corner and decorative lines near and parallel to the bottom and sides.  In the middle, centered text reads: Who was the orc with Hamid? Why was she pink? Who was this Grizzop character he heard them mention in their hushed conversations? And, most importantly, where was Sasha?

He couldn’t ask, of course, given that they still didn’t know if Hamid or the orc were infected. But he recognized the sorrow in their eyes, the way they cried and hugged as they muttered Sasha’s name, and he knew that she was gone.

Zolf focused on mixing up the batter in the bowl in front of him. Maybe if he stirred hard enough, the questions would stop. Maybe the sound of the whisk would smooth away the guilt he felt at not being there for both Hamid and Sasha. He was their friend. He should have been there.

But he wasn’t. And now, all he could do was try to keep the food from burning.]