The next two days pass much too quickly. Mother is more confused than angry, but I know she wants me to follow in her footsteps. It must be hard for her to watch her 16 year old daughter go off on her own. After a teary departure, I point my horse to the path that leads to Merlin.
**This is just the first part I'll add the rest later.
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