Elisabeth

“Her head had taken to constantly pounding, and despite the massive amount of work to be done, all she felt like doing was curling up on her little mat by the fire and falling asleep for enough hours to bring
her back to her normal, cheerful, rested self. But every time her head hit the pillow, no sleep came for the worrying. No matter how hard she tried, she always tossed and turned, nervous, anxious, and overwhelmed at the possibilities of the dangers that presented themselves at every corner.”
― Victoria Lynn, Once I Knew