This is a special one. Well, it's special to me.
I Was a Vestival Virgin
(720 words) (This is a six-part story, to be concluded next week)
Aestrid walked back to her room, careful to show no sign of the hope she now felt. She had obeyed the Lightstepper’s instructions and faced that fierce Guard Commander without a tremor in her speech or a tremble in her body. She wanted to shout aloud.