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7-7-7 Challenge from Emily

Hello, lovely people!

     Emily at Taking Dictation nominated me for the 7-7-7 Challenge.  It involves me turning to page 7 in one of my stories, sharing the first seven lines in a blog post, and then tagging 7 other people to do the same.

     I accept the challenge.

     I will be sharing the first seven lines from page 7 in AAM.  Here it goes:



      “Rather a disturbing story for the heroine, isn’t it?” Detlef’s voice broke into her imagination, and Ilona blinked her eyes open to see the stone in-laid path and the overhanging branches once more.

      “Not really.  Cordula always ends with my papa’s decree that no one with a spindle be allowed near the castle, and the fact that I lived happily ever after.  I was never overly frightened.  My papa has always been big and strong in my eyes.”  She smiled childishly.  “He could protect me.”

       “I would have equal confidence in your Derwald people.”


        Ilona laughed merrily.


     There you have it.  I hereby tag: Kiri Liz, Katherine, Jessy Jones, Emileigh, Jake, Elisabeth Grace FoleyAnne-girl, and one wild card (i.e., whoever else wants to participate).  Have fun!

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  1. Ooh, I like this! I like how carefree Ilona is, knowing as I do that darker things must surely lurk ahead.

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  2. Love it!!! This is so great, Esther! Thanks for sharing!!

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