Disclaimer: I might have thought up everything in this chapter but Tortall belongs to Tamora Pierce.
Chapter five: Ten Years
The loom could be heard throughout the shop. In the skilled hands of is worker the shuttle flew between the weave, rarely pausing, never stoping. Some would consider her a master of the craft, she did not. For ten years she had studied weaving. She had began her learning as an apprentice under a journeyman, allowed to do no more than remove the finished cloth form the loom, until her hands became so sure that she studied the finest techniques among the masters and sold her cloth to dress the Queen.
Yet now, she knew, it was time to move on. Slender hands placed down the shuttle and grey eyes watched as the cloth was taken from the loom. When you set rules for yourself it is generally a good idea to follow them, this she knew. Just as she knew that it was time to begin learning again.
AN Sorry, I know this is incredibly short, but it links into the next chapter. And if you don't mind I'll ask the same question I did in the last chapter. Any more names?
Review responses:
Flower Kid: thanks for that point, I'll have to read it again
Tora Macaw: thanks for the names, they really helped. I hope you'll like this chapter
Salma-sol: thanks for the names, and I agree with you in thinking that the black god is male. Feal free to ramble, I enjoy reviews however they come.