1: What was broken shall be mended, and a family shall be reunited. The Old shall join with the New, and two kingdoms shall come together once more. All will be well once again with the coming of the small one, the cunning one, and the one that is not whole.
3: 1. There comes a time in everyone’s life where they must make a choice that will affect the rest of their life. Some call it the fork in the road, once you pick a path you can never turn around. Sometimes these forks are easy to see but mostly you never even see it come by and it’s to late to change. For Rose of Evan, her choice came when she found a mysterious baby in the river. Rose had been walking home from a day at the market. She was very pleased with herself. She had been able to barter two spools of whool for a whole pot of honey. Granda will be very proud of me, she thought. As she was walking over the bridge, she noticed a bundle of cloth hanging from a branch that overlooked the river. Huh, I wonder why no one else noticed it, she thought to herself. Rose walked briskly towards the tree. When she reached it, she put her basket down with its pot of honey and fruits from the vendor.
4: Rolling up her sleeves, Rose started to make plan to save the little blue bundle. Decided, she shimmied into the freezing water of the river, never letting go of the branch. Slowly pulling herself along the branch, she reached out to grab the bundle. Suddenly, the river swelled up and pulled the little bundle off the branch. Rose stared after the dark mass, as it slipped away. Is it worth the risk, she asked herself, should I really go after it? Then she heard it, a little muffled cry coming from the dark mass that was now almost out of sight. Whatever that meant, it decided her. She braced herself, taking a deep breath, and then let the last support to life go. The river quickly picked her up and threw her around. Thrashing hard, Rose was able to pull herself slightly out of the water. Before she could take a breath, something tugged her down with the force of an elephant. Trying not to panic, she straightened her body out and let the river pull her along. Suddenly, she had an urgent need to take a breath. Before she
5: noticed, she had taken a breath in. But instead of air, water filled lungs. Feeling strangled, Rose pushed herself to the surface. Her head bobbed up and hit a dark lump. Unwittingly, she reached out to grab whatever it is. It felt like very coarse cloth wrapped tightly together. She pulled the bundle closer to her body. Rose looked around, searching for the edges but she couldn’t see them. The sun had all but set, and the current slowly grew cooler. She felt a sharp in her back. Reaching back, she caught a glimpse of a log. Quickly, she started to tread over to it, angling her body so the river would push her closer. Once it was in reaching distance, Rose started to tread. With one arm around the log, she was able to pull the bundle into safety. Now, all she had to do was find the edge. But that might not come. From her observation early, she concluded that the current had pulled her and the bundle into the middle of the river where the swiftest currents went.