Falling Rain at Dawn

The distant sound of gentle drums drift into my dreams, I flutter into consciousness, I tear myself from the comforting darkness clinging to my skin under the sheets I'm pulled into the waking world quickly. A deafening throb of hearts beating, blood pumping, lungs filling, lashes parting, reassures me. Cold air from the night still … Continue reading Falling Rain at Dawn

Chapter two from my novella continued

Although we had many servants, I rarely saw them and on the occasion we happened to meet, I was always met with startled and apologetic mumbles and perhaps unremarkable small talk. As a young girl you can understand that this was not interaction enough. I would dream of meeting other little children, of sharing my … Continue reading Chapter two from my novella continued