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This is part two of my work-in-progress. Read Part 1: Unknown  Someone was yelling. Jammary’s voice didn’t deviate from monotone but how could he have company? She didn’t care. She just wanted the shouting to stop. It did. Finally, Camin could go back to sleep. Slowly, she slid her hand under the pillow, grabbed the hilt of her dagger…

This one took longer to write then expected. I mean, I sat here looking at this short passage for ages wondering what was off about it.  It smelled like decaying bodies and lavender. Her nose found it entertaining. “Look, Guardian, where are we going?” The siblings stopped walking. Camin Barice let her breathe out slowly….