IT WAS NOT OFTEN THE QUEEN enjoyed the city, her duties kept her mostly confined to the palace, or the battlefield, but today she was lucky enough to slip out undetected & into New Yorks bustling city streets. Hair was wound in a braid, unmoving to the quick glance of the busy New Yorker but always moving, in some way.
A delightful smell took her fancy & she decided that she was hungry, following the smell to a nearby pie shop. Oddly named, but she supposed it was some Human joke that she just didn’t quite understand. With a quick glance around the relatively empty establishment, Medusa noticed a rather tall man in the kitchen, watching her. She waved at him.
“ Good morning, sir. You’re open, I take it ? ”
@piebakery












