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D. J. Reddall
Joined June 2022
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I write because my time is limited and my imagination is not.
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Ogma's Candle
Aislinn envied the sea. It was as strange and beautiful today as it had been when her grandmother was a child, at least in the memories the old woman could see clearly and talk about. Bards sang of Cuchulain’s war with it, but it had no scars, nor had it yielded an inch of its empire. No one argued with the sea, or scolded it to change. It was old and powerful enough to be accepted and honored just as it was. She wondered if she would ever reach that age, or be gazed at with such longing and adoration. Probably not, given what her father had commanded her to do.
By D. J. Reddall4 months ago in Fiction