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Amy A. Bartol
I hang my head in sorrow for just a moment when I know I am truly alone. I feel like I'm going to my execution, just as he had said. Then I move forward again. I hop a fence of fieldstone and cross a field dotted with Queen Anne's lace. Goose bumps rise on my arms as I pass the cluster of windmills that I have seen in a dream. The scent is sweet in the field though, not the scent of heat, like it had been when it was forced upon me in visions. I gaze down the hill, beyond the small, whitewashed house that I knew would be there. The church looms dark and grim with its rough-hewn, timber façade, capped by tall, oblong spires reaching to the sky. Black, ominous clouds have collected above the roofline, as if Heaven is showing me the way.
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Author
Amy A. Bartol
Pages
426
Publisher
CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
Published Date
2012-04-16
ISBN
147000870X 9781470008703
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"I was happy to see changes in this book - I don't see Russell misusing ya'll. The old slang is still there, but the proper use of ya'll is making the book much more palatable.<br/><br/>It was hard to read Brennus' and the fella's speech at times, but I think the mode of writing it phonetically helped to bring those characters to life."