A/N: Enjoy this kinda morbid story. Trigger warning. Talk of death, and plagues. Also I just realized after writing this that I named one of the characters Emily. That was an accident.
Full Prompt: The friends were walking along the riverside when they made a horrific discovery.
Emily and Mae were healers for the town that they were born, raised, and live in. They get to the riverside where they find most of the herbs, plants, and roots. Emily got the roots and plants farther away from the river while Mae treds threw the river and by the bay and grabbed the stuff there, the skirt of her dress tried so it wouldn’t get wet.
After Mae was grabbing stuff from the river, looking for dandelions since they are the main ingredient for most of their teas and medicine was dandelions. And there weren’t anywhere here. But there are no dandelions.
“They are no longer dandelions by the river! Where are we going to get dandelions for the medicine? The other place where they grow is 5 towns over!” Mae screams out frustration and grief.
Emily comes over from the sound of Maes yelling.
“What are we going to do? So many people in our town and others have the plague and are going to die since we don’t have this!” Emily cried.
So many friends and family of people will die. All because some kid wanted to pick all the dandelions for a stuipd big flower crown.
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