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Saturday, February 16, 2013
Sneak Peek at Justine Dee's Foolish Pride
The boy’s blood coated her hands and arms, staining her clothes and person alongside the blood of those before him. His hand clasped hers, the grip somehow weak and strong at the same time. He was taking comfort in the contact and in a quiet voice, she sang to him the lullaby Griffith had sung her as a child when she was ill or in distress from a nightmare. She sang even though her voice threatened to break. She kept it steady and strong as she witnessed his passing to Annwn.
She placed his hands gently down once he was gone, adding him to the list of those she would shed tears for when this battle was done. The carnage was horrific and she hated King Henry all the more for it.
She placed his hands gently down once he was gone, adding him to the list of those she would shed tears for when this battle was done. The carnage was horrific and she hated King Henry all the more for it.
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Justine is a trained dancer and a natural rambler, who devours books in her spare time whilst building Lego masterpieces with her four-year-old son. The rest of the time she can be found flitting around the Internet and posting on her blog: http://writerinplay.wordpress.com/.
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Very cool! Looking forward to reading:)
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