Excerpt Three:
“Good morning!” Libban entered the hall, her hair
flowing like locks of gold down her shoulders, her eyes glinting like a
sapphire fire. “Now that you are refreshed, please come and sit with me. There
is much for us to talk about.”
She led Brianna back to the room with the large
table where they had eaten the night before. Libban motioned for Brianna to sit
down and then gracefully slipped into a chair next to her.
“I know that this is going to be hard for you to
believe, but I know who you are and why you are here.” She sighed and touched
Brianna’s hand. “You are the promised one—the one who The Spirit of Truth sent
to heal the land.”
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