09

KIM - YEARS LATER

I hear thunder as soon as I step out the tall wooden door that leads into the garden, taking the stone steps two at a time until I step onto the fresh grass.

I raise my chin to the sky, but there aren't even any clouds there to justify the noise that announces a storm. In fact, there is barely any sun as it is so early.

I adjust the quiver on my shoulder and go along the pebble path, being careful not to hurt my feet on the rougher ones, sure that Mother Heste will be very upset if she finds out that I'm out here barefoot. But I need to take a look at the traps I left before the other Sisters wake up and I have to join them for dawn prayers.

I go faster and faster until I reach the cold sand, leaving the Tower of the Goddess behind with each step. I feel the sticky sea wind making my tunic stick to my body. The thick braids of my unruly hair lashing down my back. I press the leather strap of the quiver between my breasts, which sway with my running motion.

This is my