Sarah waited for the others to finish the preparations for the trip to Whitehaven. She reflected on how far she had come since she had left what seemed to be a lifetime ago. How she had changed during that time. She was more sure of herself, for one. Her faith had gotten stronger and she had no doubt Abbess Irys would be proud of her.
“I left Whitehaven to join the ranks of Servants in the best way I could. I was a simple leather crafter’s daughter. Now I am a Keeper, chosen by the goddess. Me. Sarah, daughter to Eliza.” Sarah whispered.
The Freakin’ End
121,103 words. 402 pages w/ .5″ margins.
(picture me with a glass of ice tea in one hand and 3 Musketeers bar in the other)
(to hell with glucose levels. I’m celebratin’!)
Yay, well done! Great going!