From Chapter 2 – Traces
*This excerpt is from the first draft of Book 1. It has since undergone nearly
a dozen rounds of editing/revision, so the final form is a bit different.
With only a tiny mark where her wound used to be, Vyvianna walked down the winding dirt road to the marketplace cradling an empty basket. Despite the heat, she made sure to wear her long-sleeve dress. Her pocket jingled with every step.
She came to a halt the moment she saw a bright yellow butterfly flutter by. Her eyes followed it as it landed on a dandelion. Vyvianna’s appreciation was short-lived when she ran straight into a young man and fell on both knees.
“Hey! Watch it—” He gazed straight into her eyes. “I mean… Hi. I’m so sorry. You okay?” He offered his black-gloved hand.
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