I did come crawling back to Bree. I'm here there and everywhere if I dared to speak my thoughts aloud I would no doubt be deemed mad. For now, I'm working in the crafting hall in town alongside many other tailors. There will be competition I'm sure but I refuse to end up a beggar. I could try and get into my family's good graces again. But I doubt Father is any less sore than when we last spoke. I have dreams many dreams but in order to accomplish any of them. I need coin, coin is a tool. Father would like to think I am nothing without him. It's time to prove him wrong.
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Submitted by Ollena on October 20th, 2019
