My dearest Millicent,  \n\nNessa! Nessa! Apple of the teacher’s eye. That worthless orphan they scrounged up from the gutter. Does she actually believe herself my better? \n\n“Maestro Ovate, I know this! Let me perform the ritual!” Well of course you do, you witless, friendless wretch! Alone with your books in the woods and hollows with only the critters for comfort. \n\nI bared my teeth at her today. Let the wriggling pup tremble in fear. \n\n-Millicent Taylor

A note from Initiate Millicent’s journal

Nessa, Nessa, Nessa!

Dearest mother, \n\nI trust you must be watching from heaven, for I can scarcely believe my good fortune. I have made… and I dare not utter the words: a friend! A companion out here, in this enclave out here in the woods! \n\nSince you passed, and the druids carried me off to this place, I have kept to myself. To my studies of nature and this land and its spirits. But, mother, poor mother, you cannot believe how lonely it’s been for me out here alone. \n\nBut today, I met her! Her name’s Millicent—and we’re just thick as thieves! She’s as cute as a princess, and kind as can be. She must have seen how lonesome I was, for she smiled brightly at me straight away. Her big blue eyes, they lit up like stars in the night, as she showed her big teeth to me! \n\nOh my dearest new friend! You’re such a warm welcome sight! And soon we’ll be druids – keepers of this place, together! \n\nOh mother! Dear mother! Farewell! \n\n-Your Nessa

A note from Initiate Nessa’s journal

A New Friend

Dearest Millicent, \n\nAt first, I regarded Nessa as nothing more than an irritating weed, but now I see she is a blight on the landscape. And we druids cannot abide such foul contagion. Better to purge the sickness with fire! \n\nToday, before Master Ovate she claimed: “Oh Millicent, you’ve mixed too much tincture of Hyssop in your brew. Now the wounds will not mend. It shall be thick as common ointment!” \n\nCommon?! Common like her cheap robes and pauper’s smile? Be still, my heart, I shall see her downfall! I swear it! \n\n-Millicent Taylor

Hyssop!

<i>On the page is a stick figure drawing, scrawled by the hand of child. Two girls hold hands under the shining sun, their names – Millicent and Nessa – inscribed underneath. Millicent has large teeth, her head adorned by the crown of a princess. Nessa carries a druid’s staff with flowers tucked in her hair.</i>

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