Chapter 13
by 
TheProletariat
"You protected me..."
Timid Among Timbers
Havilah crunched through leaves as she walked along the path home, now past the river. The moonlight was lower and cast down with a yellow pallor in the dappled path.
"One day, when I'm rich, I'll have a pony, so I don't have to walk everywhere. Maybe someday," she said holding the anxiety that her life was a trap she could not escape. She felt the whole of the universe conspire against her, and so she sighed and walked home on a breezy yellow night.
"Blessed be her Majesty"
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