MELANIE
Wow. Okay. That was taking fandom a little too far.
She looked at the book, and sighed. Reality couldn't compete with the fictional awesomeness of Haldania.
Hmm. A few more pages wouldn't hurt.
***Wizard's Heart***
He scooped up the robe then hurried away. Maybe the wizard didn't want the deaths of the villagers, but he'd certainly inspired their fears along with their jealousies.
Maybe she should've asked for a copy of the prophecy—light reading as she awaited her death. Hmph. Was there really a wizard who sought the pleasures of willing women during the teal moon? Or was it merely youthful imagination and village gossips that kept alive a wizard who'd likely been dead for a hundred years?
