Chapter 24 - We'll Fly, Of Course

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A/N: Eh heh heh, I have been excited for this one. I hope you all enjoy it! This is definitely where my personal head canon puts the song "At All Costs." It would be sung in each character's head instead of out loud (sorta like "Can You Feel the Love Tonight" from The Lion King).

Question: Where would you put some of the songs from the movie...if they were done better...

My personal list so far is;

A version of "Welcome to Rosas" when Asha is running through the town in Chapter 2.

A version of "This Wish" when Asha heads to the boat in search of the wishing star. The storm would start up right at the end of the song.

A version of "I'm A Star" when Asha and Sol are introduced.

A version of "This Is The Thanks I Get" (or a whole other villain song, this song legit makes my eye twitch) sung in duet with Amaya and Magnifico after the 3-week skip.

A reprise version of "This Is The Thanks I Get" that melds into a minor key version of "At All Costs" when the king and queen decide to starve the city in Chapter 23.

And then of course the answer to the minor key version with the original "At All Costs" in this chapter.

Whew, anyway these updates have been getting longer. So, I will be posting at least one chapter a week. If I can do two I will, but these have been thiccc recently. My original goal was 60,000 words/ 200 pages...but we're quickly drifting to 90,000 - 100,000 words/ 300 pages.

Thank you so much for your continued excitement and love for this tale. I love telling stories and I'm thrilled that it resonates so much with you! On to further adventure, ahoy!

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The night had been full of tossing and turning. Unable to settle, Asha decided that the wee hours before dawn were late enough. Leaving her room, her feet tread against the old floor with care. She didn't want to disturb anyone if she could help it. She liked the lavender time that was not quite night and not quite dawn. It was a moment where she could be by herself and collect her thoughts. Something she had been sorely missing these recent weeks. Holding her breath, she started down the stairs, only to be frozen by a busy shadow puttering around the main room. Startled at first, she quickly identified the movements as her mother. Guilt weaseled its way into her mind. Holding the railing tight, she sat down on the top step and watched.

The woman was busy cleaning. The worn broom swished across the floor, rhythmic in its sound. By the small lines of sunlight that leaked through the curtain, the girl could see that Sakina was cleaning up the mess from earlier. Throat thick, her nails dug into the banister. She could feel it splinter into her fingers, but she didn't mind. To some extent it was penance for her behavior the previous evening. She wanted to apologize. The words were on the tip of her tongue. But her jaw was clenched tight with regret or cowardice, she didn't know. She just kept watching.

Satisfied with the carefully swept mound, her mother stopped her work and leaned on the handle. The woman's eyes looked around the room before her. No...more like down at the floor around her. With a decisive sniff, the woman grasped the broom tight and stabbed the salt guarding the front door.

Asha gasped.

Sakina froze.

"No Yemma, please," the girl's voice was thin, but it sounded like a roar in the stillness, "I'm sorry."

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