They called her the Abbess And looking back, I can see why – she wore emptiness inside her eyes. See, every night I would sit up in my tree and watch her working in the abbey garden for hours on end, sweating as she chopped …
Read MoreThey called her the Abbess And looking back, I can see why – she wore emptiness inside her eyes. See, every night I would sit up in my tree and watch her working in the abbey garden for hours on end, sweating as she chopped …
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