So, I would be mucking out the stables for six weeks. I did that fairly regularly anyway.
Weeding for the rest of Summer. I'm sure Phoenix will help.
But to top it all off, I had to copy out Mothers three volumes on magical horticulture, "To improve my knowledge and writing all at the same time."
When am I ever going to have time to sneak off?
Ezraine isn't speaking to me, as though this is my fault somehow, and my mothers are now constantly watching me like hawks.
But I can't get the dream - the visions - out of my head. I haven't even told my mothers what I saw. They lectured me, warned me about reckless behaviour, told me the dangers of what trying to follow and understand what I saw could be, how people had lost their minds ov...
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