Aeri had just finished gathering berries. Her ceremony of the new age was coming soon, just a few weeks. Her and six other girls would have their ceremony on the same day, daydreaming about what it could possibly be like to enter the cathedral. Her elder sister, Freya, had already experienced her ceremony and found a partner.

”Momma! I’m home with the berries!”

She called as she pushed open the back door to her cabin.