A/N: Let's all hope that I can update more frequently. Also, cover coming soon. Yay!
Then very next day, Eliza filled a handwoven basket with the bracelets plus some food just in case and rode Whisper to the nearest village. Which was a kind of bad idea because they stuck out like a sore thumb. All the horses there were small and stout with thick, short manes. While Whisper was tall with long slender legs and a long, wispy mane. The two of them weaved their way through the village until they came to the market.
Eliza sat down to display the bracelets. An old woman walked by and asked, "How much for one bracelet? I want to get one for my daughter."
Smiling, Eliza said, "Just ten coins. " The old woman looked astonished. "It's made of horse hair. It's from this horse in fact," she added. She then handed the old woman a bracelet. The old woman dropped ten coins into her outstretched hands. Again, Eliza smiled and said, "I hope your daughter likes it."
"Oh I'm sure she will. My name's Marilyn by the way. I hope you don't mind if I tell my friends about your incredible service," Marilyn said.
Eliza fidgeted on the dusty ground. "I only come here twice a year. The next time I come here will be in six months."
"All the better reason to tell my friends quicker!" Marilyn winked. She then left.
Marilyn did tell a lot of people. All day there was a steady stream of people waiting to buy a bracelet or two.
When Eliza ran out of bracelets, she held up a hand and announced, "I'm sorry, but I sold all the bracelets. I'll come again in six months." A lot of people groaned.
Eliza left with Whisper to buy some new clothes. After buying plenty of clothes, she headed towards the forest and disappeared inside.
Once in the forest, Eliza remarked, That wasn't such a bad idea after all, right? She gave Whisper the 'I told you so' look.
Hmph. At least you're only going there twice a year, he finally said after a long silence.
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The Last Whisperer
FantasyEliza is a Whisperer. She can talk to the animals, but there is one species that even the best Whisperers can't talk to. The Shadow Wolves. These wolves have been slowly killing off the Whisperers, and now Eliza is the only one left. Will she surviv...
