Two days later, I’m back in the swaying carriage, my head leaned against the rear wall as I cry. The…
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Bisclavret
Bisclavret: Chapter Four
It’s been two weeks since we left the chateau behind, and I’ve never been so miserable. Or dirty. I just…
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Bisclavret: Chapter Three
The entire household is in an uproar by noon. Those that will accompany the family on the journey north have…
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Bisclavret: Chapter 2
Early August 1793,Morcenx, South Western France I come to in darkness, fear squeezing its villainous fingers around my heart. The…
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