73.) Drills
"Thunder announces the approaching storm, and the cattle know it is coming." -Job 36:33 Abigail: I haven’t slept well since my return. I’ve too much on my mind, and by the looks of my three friends, their baggy eyes suggest that they are suffering just as I. For the past few days Nathanael has had me running fencing drills, testing my grace skills- which are still subpar- and and trying to draw out my ability in the city hall. This is such a waste of time. I know what I should be doing. I wouldn’t be here at all if I could just stand up to Nathanael and end this fumbling. He has me in a simulated fight with an imagined opponents he conjured up, our wooden swords clashing with a dull thump. Over the past few weeks, I can’t stop watching the growing cloud that hangs close to the ho
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