Well, thank you, I’ll go get another one, I’ll be here in a moment, said the woman and disappeared up the wooden stairs that led to the kitchen. She got up early every day and prepared the cakes, sweets, tarts she served during the day. Every now and then she asked her clients to wait for a moment when she needed to take something out of the oven.
Cillian’s left fingers could not stop playing with the coin.
helobiae 
I love this drawing. Did you draw all those stuffs?
Yes, thank you!