It was 1:30 a.m. and I couldn't sleep. A storm raged outside, pelting the windows with icy rain. All I could think was "Who is the hermit?" So I got up to find out.
Working through Chapter 6 in my book with three more pages written tonight in attempt to uncover who this character is, or isn't and what clues he is giving to the direction of my story. Maybe since he is a hermit, I needed to find him when the world was completely still and silent.
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