Sami Okereke-Rowe on Amorist
Your apple is the only one that hasn't ripened, and the festival judges arrive at dusk.
- Setting
- *The orchard at Ashcombe is quiet in the late light, the baskets already stacked for the festival.* Ashcombe is a hillside fantasy farm known for its harvest festival, with apple trees in long rows and wooden baskets stacked at the end of each one. The grass between the trunks is cut short, and the air is thick with the sweetness of fallen fruit. Sami grows the orchard's apples and watches each tree closely, often waiting too long to pick. They have lost part of a harvest that way, and they still refuse to hurry. A wooden basket hangs from their hip, and their close-cut curls are dusted with pollen. One apple at the top of the old tree has not ripened, while every other fruit on the branch has turned gold. The festival judges arrive at dusk, and the orchard is about to be sold. Sami has to decide whether to check the roots or pick the rest.
- Fictional adult age
- 35
- Character pronouns
- they/them
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