Chapter 26

Dreams are what makes us people. Dreams are what helps us move forward in life. Dreams are meant to be realized. While passion help us build a dream. While passion turns itself into fire that gets caught up in our minds, burning us alive to achieve the goals. A human or a demon, a beast or a ghost, dreams were similar and one to all without differences, without bias.

Months passed and Volca turned herself into a Home Baker offically. She managed to get the license from the human government to run the pastry job and expanded her work into tart and pie not sticking just to cakes. Orders and pre-orders kept her busy for the whole week and Volca reduced the time she spent at the botanical garden.

Volca started her day by 7 in the morning, making the batter and baking the first bunch of cakes in the morning. She would use both her kitchen and Jiah's downstairs to finish the baking quickly and get into fondant and frosting works. She asked for no help to anybody but did it all herself. She would work until it is late at night and store the cakes in refrigerator that needed to be delivered the next day. Mostly people got the cakes directly from the house instead of asking for the delivery since she lived in the centre of the town. Sometimes the nearby shop ownsers would order a cake or two to her when they get the birthday orders and sell at their cafes.

The birthday and anniversary cakes were what Volca did the most hence she learned some words by heart and learned the script. She would sit and learn how to write and pronounce English alphabets at nights since people preferred it. Then she realized how there exists a world of Grammar and shut the door towards it and never dreamed of learning and getting human education again.

"Hara dear, it's very lovely, my son in law loved it and asked me to order that fruit again from you, would that be okay, you can deliver me next week, we are not in a hurry, I can do the down payment now, " a customer came for the cake again, an old grandma in her late 70s. Volca was elated. She was happy to some regular customers. There were few others who order cake pops and asked for more cupcakes and muffins very often and some high schoolers who pass by the house drop by every evening and have few slices of cakes and pay instantly finishing the cake sitting I'm the balcony where she has set few chairs for the customers to sit down while taking orders.

Nanna helped her get a sign board for her newly blossomed business. The name was written as Volca suggested, Purple Cakes, after her purple sword she yet had to search out.

Her core has been severely damaged and it usually takes a really long time to heal for the demons, but she was not aware of that fact and believed strongly that she had lost the cultivation inside her, adjusting herself to new life, feeling content with it, creating a neat identity.

Volca was requested to slowly take up bulk orders like a small party. Many asked her if she would be willing to do dessert tables for the ceremonies that would include cakes, cupcakes, cake pop and cake sickles with or without themes. Volca did not have the courage to do it, but she in the end she had to take one order to gain experience and see how it goes. Luckily she was not given any theme except the color blue to be chosen matching their outfits that day, but the rest to do it as she wills for a wedding anniversary party around the corner of the street.

Volca for the first time, tried to bring in her personal feelings to the cake. The only thing she could think of was Water and Sea when she got the colour code. She used the food colours and blended some shades to get the exact colour of blue she had in her mind. The colour of the light blue silk mixed with white, and the silver threads of the shenlong embroidered in the long gown that cannot be noticed easily unless you stand under the sun and it glimmers. She decided to do the same kind of work in her three tier cake, doing a semi finished cake with white and light blue whipping cream and faint silver lines added in the end. Then she decided to make edible flowers to keep on the top. And for the rest of the dessert table, she chose navy blue, silver, sky blue and white colours to make the cupcakes and sickles. Everything chocolate inside. The delivery day arrived and Volca's works were taken by the customer itself taking Volca along to set the table.

The party was in the middle of a garden, in backyard of a cottage close to a carrot farm of that family. She saw Nanna there attending the party since it was close to her house. Volca set the table very carefully and decorated just as the customer asked her to. Her first dessert table turned into a huge success and everybody who attended the pasrt appreciated her well enquiring more about her job. Volca began to get even bulky orders which led to a confusion.

"What should I do?" She asked tiredly to Jiah as she took a day off once weekend not taking new orders for the upcoming whole week in the past 8 months. "Am confused and I don't get it," Volca said sighing. She had a bandaid put on around her all fingers accidentally burning both her hands for carrying the tray without putting on the oven mittens, forgetting them while working in a hurry to meet the schedule. "Tell me what should I do?" she kept nagging Jiah asking her for ideas.