Happy Tuesday everyone.
I've posted some long chapters over the past weeks and many of you have read them like the troopers you are. To reward the faithful, this post is short.
Thank you for reading and commenting, especially the Arkansas crew.
The Bones of the King CHAPTER 118 Courage in the dark
Kaiulani thought of her coming death and hung her head and sobbed.
The thought of her life ending and the long march of time continuing without her were too much to bear. She did not want to become someone else’s memory. Life was too precious. She would miss her mother and Noah and her young cousins flocking around her during hula classes at Kawaihae. She would miss the dawn swims and the view of the moon rising over the mountain month after month in its endless cycle. Alone in the darkness and afraid, Kaiulani reached out to the only source of solace she knew in times of trouble.
She was a descendant of warriors proud and strong, members of a race that had found its way to Hawaii in open hulled canoes guided by navigators the likes of which the world would never see again. They had suffered and died, yes, but they had lived and loved and survived. Her story was their story and their strength was hers. She reminded herself she was being watched and stopped crying. Kaiulani raised her head. Whatever fate awaited her, she would face it with eyes undimmed by tears. She would not give al Shar the pleasure of seeing her cower and she would fight for her life and the lives of those she loved.
Summoning the courage of her ancestors, Kaiulani steeled herself and waited for the ordeal to come.