Fleur had crossed into the borders of Forneskja with a heart that threatened to burst through her chest.
Old habits die hard. The feeling of self-doubt and uncertainty in her place amongst these new wolves threatened to consume her. Yet—she didn’t let it; no, Solharr’s words had created a type of barrier in her soul. One that reminded her that she could belong anywhere.
She just needed to begin.
And, so she did. Puffing out her chest and holding her head high—she danced. Twirling and spinning, wild and free. Like a bubbling stream, laughter broke from her upturned lips, her eyes shining with a joy she hadn’t felt before.
She couldn’t think of a better way to start this new chapter.
Old habits die hard. The feeling of self-doubt and uncertainty in her place amongst these new wolves threatened to consume her. Yet—she didn’t let it; no, Solharr’s words had created a type of barrier in her soul. One that reminded her that she could belong anywhere.
She just needed to begin.
And, so she did. Puffing out her chest and holding her head high—she danced. Twirling and spinning, wild and free. Like a bubbling stream, laughter broke from her upturned lips, her eyes shining with a joy she hadn’t felt before.
She couldn’t think of a better way to start this new chapter.
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