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By
Eve Lestrange
Chapter One
feel I have done wrong. I will meet death with head held
high and hand extended to accept his eternal dance.
the wealthy upper class but I have not always been so. I
were never heard. “God does not grant earthly riches but
“You are too smart for your own good and too young to
mass.
saddened that I did not feel the same way everyone else did
at mass. They seemed to draw joy and fulfillment from an
village had passed away and the church became a home to the
the ground as if they had sprung forth from the very bowels
of the earth.
My parents, unfortunately, had perceived my churchyard
the expression behind the defiant mask that I wore was one
was not that of a watcher, then who or what had been in the
longed to hear. However, the voice did not come and I was
was a fragment of bone that had been under the earth for
was angry, but I dared not say anything else about the
answered.
head and stared into my tear-filled eyes. “Are you sure you
parents until dawn and had ultimately won them over and my
I still think the convent would serve you better, but you
on the mass.
matter how grave the situation may be. I had tried prayer
had not felt in years but had never forgotten, only it was
replied. With that the woman threw her head back with
laughter and then asked, “And what do you ask of this God?”
you what you are asking this god of yours.” She went on,
“You are looking for a way out, you know you were born for
a higher purpose yet you know not what it is. You know
your destiny in the hands of one who does not hear you,
and intelligent nature that sets you apart from the rest.”
like you. I tried prayer and fasting but that is not the
way.” She held out her hand to me and said, “Come with me,
child down the left-handed path where all your desires will
with this woman and wanted to learn all she was willing to
god who does not hear you. I can show you the way of the
thing but they had also told me that the churchyard that
over the food and I felt a smile growing across my face and
cheek. But even that could not wipe the smile from my
lips. “Are you so blind, father, that you cannot see the
truth?”
grove?”
defiantly smiled.
“Go to your bed now and pray for forgiveness for the
long gone by the time the sun’s rays shone on the horizon.
against my wishes?”
from?”
heresy.”
With that I broke free of my father’s grasp and ran out the
“The girl has made her choice,” she said. “Now trouble
village, why did you come back? Weren’t you afraid for
your life?”
have nothing to fear from them. When you have learned all
either.”
journey begin?”
husband when you can have riches of your own? You can have
any man you desire for a lover but your wealth will be your
own.”
soon you will learn ways to shape and bend it to your every
whim,” she assured. “But rest now, for you will need all
your strength.”