The Wandering Soldier, Chapter Six.
This chapter was a difficult one to write. Not only because I wanted to cover Gorenne's change of heart, but I was deliberating whether or not it should be done in one chapter, or across several. I decided to do it this way because while it doesn't have the same impact as if it were over a greater span, it should be apparent once her perspective turns from this point forward that this was a key moment in her life. A faint rustling ushered from the underbrush nestled under a large ash tree. The sun was at its peak, showering the forest floor with sprinkles of dappled light. The air was still and warm, but in the shadows the air was much cooler. Laying on her belly beside another ash tree, Gorenne silently let her breath pass slowly through her nose, watching the brushes carefully for any sign of movement to accompany the disturbance. She dared not breathe too much, even if her heart raced excitedly at the promise of a successful catch. In one hand she had her hand wrapped aroun...