Chapter Six: Saturday the 18th of September 1852
The Reliquary at the Carmelite Convent Chester, England
It was cold and damp, but the air had a clean feel to it. An early spring breeze, she could taste and smell, it reminded her of being young and a time when she would walk with her Pa to the mill. Her location was unmistakable, as she arrived at the edge of the River Dee, but the town looked different.
She did not recognize the buildings, they were a mix of wood and stone. There, in the middle of the town was a huge amphitheater, towering above the wall. This section of the Roman wall and gates were new. Just outside the fortress eight men hung by the neck from a gallows. Ravens or crows circled above it and perched on the crossbeam was the largest crow she had ever seen.
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