The Shepherdess’s Past


Once she was great and terrible: slayer of thousands, Shadow of the Grimwood, the Scarlet Stain of Ansgert, the Blood Witch clothed in death and magic.

Now she had no name and dwelt amongst fields of green grass in a hut of crumbling stone, only her sheep for company, her back bent and her hair grey.

She was happier than she had ever been.

This is for Three Line Tales. Thanks to Sonya for running the challenge and Gemma Evans for providing the prompt photo!

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