Chapter 9
by 
TheProletariat
*chomp chomp*
Willow Walk
The river moved slowly but with a brisk pace given the breeze. Glowing in her majesty’s moonlight, Havilah pulled her sandals off and began to walk along the banks. The sand crinkled and squashed beneath her soles. The cool water numbered her aches and washed her toes of dirt.
She closed her eyes and nothing else bothered her in the slightest. For a moment, she tasted reprieve.