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First Snippets from 12 Dancing Princesses

     I haven't settled on a title for my Twelve Dancing Princesses story.  But I've written about 4500 words so far.  Here are a few snippets for you to enjoy.




     I chose my words slowly and carefully.  “I think it’s important for you to do what you feel like you were meant to do.  I’ll always support you in that.”
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I released my nose, confident that it would now stay on my face...

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     I broke into a run and reached my yard in time to see a dozen soldiers on horseback.  One of them had pulled Hope into his saddle with him.  My papa was lying on the ground, and a mounted soldier held a spear aimed at his chest.
     “Hey!” I shouted.  “Leave them alone!”
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    The General and our captain bowed.
     “We honor you on the beginning of your new life,” murmured the captain.
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     King Howenth sat on the throne, looking rather like a pudding that has fallen over against the side of its pan.  “Come, my daughters!”
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     “As you know, I am never one to accept any lie fed to me.  Nor am I one that simply sits around and waits for the future.  I never have believed that King Howenth brought us here purely as a philanthropic endeavor, and as usual I am proved right.”  She grabbed a chair and propped her foot on it, like a soldier posing for a portrait.  
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    He was so confident.  And so content in his plans.  But as a soldier, he would be gone for years.  A lot could happen before he returned.  The thought frightened me.

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  1. LOVED this, Esther - your story sounds so good!

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    1. Thank you, Savannah! Hopefully the finished product meets your expectations!

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  2. I really enjoyed these snippets!! The nose one made me laugh!

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    1. Yeah... Why exactly do we grab our nose if it hurts? I did this the other day -- I smacked my nose into a wall and instinctively wrapped my hands over it until the pain subsided. Then I laughed at my hands - why is this an instinctual reaction for humans?

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