The Dark Tower I: Lady Gunslinger

[rona_deschaine]

Try as she might, even with her hand clamped tight over her wound, she couldn’t stop the blood from seeping through, occasional drops falling to the snow. Her breath rose up in plumes of mist as she ran, the cold attacking her body, mixing with the pain and blood-loss to drain her strength. Not for the first time that night, she cursed this

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[rona_deschaine]

“By the Bear an’ the Turtle, I’ve been burdened with some sorry excuses fer apprentices in my life but never did I imagine that I’d be forced t’ train some damned gilly!” Cort spat the words out as if they’d left a sour taste in his mouth. He paced back and forth in front of his cabin, a small, weatherworn structure on the outskirts of Gilead. A young girl was standing still and straight in front of him, trying desperately not to show the fear she felt. This had been her choice. She had all but demanded her father let her train with Cort. It had never been done before; there had never been a female apprentice