Straw to Gold

Day 2: Feb 2

Agony twines across the spindle and around the spinning wheel. The thread crackles, hissing as it burns her fingers, leaving blisters. She hums to distract herself, old ditties of days in the fields and the creaking monotone drone of the millwheel.

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there may be more to this Write A Day; I’ll see if it goes anywhere

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