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more...even though its early....

the ancient word for spoken flowed of her mothers lips like water, catching lillian off guard. 

“i don’t know, mother i just don’t understand why they are all so blind and if they are not then they are cowards.”

Anira’s back bent over as if a heavy weight had been placed upon her. she shook her head and ladled out some of the thick mush into a wooden bowl. 

“its late and i have no wishes to argue with you here is your dinner, take it and go.”

lillian numbly took the bowl from her mother and watched her walk out of the room neglecting to serve herself some food. she lightly set down the bowl and walked over to the pantry, barely noticing she even moved. she opened the door as if her life depended upon it.

Reviews

[Prritiy]

good....

[Amaya Sullivan]

Okay, I think you have my attention to keep reading here. I am very much wondering about everything at this point.

I don't know if I am easily impressed by things, but I am very interested to keep reading.

[marie]

feel free to voice any questions i will answer any that won't give away the story, i believe that could help the both of us, you in understanding and me in furthering this plot

[A.j. Dru]

I know I'm being repetitive here in my comments, but I'm just giving my opinion based on my observation. Still, this could all be one chapter at this point. There has been no significant event to signal the need for a break in the story.