The tunnel to starlight was narrow and confining. Far too small for six girls and Grannie Jane. Joi rested her fingers against the carved dirt wall, and tried to ignore the shuffling of shoulders, and the quick jab of elbows as the girls waited for their turn at freedom. “Remember your training, girls,” Grannie Jane whispered. “Keep your head about you, and don’t panic. Dragons aren’t as big in life as they are in your imagination.” Joi bit her lip and tightened her grip on her staff. “Never look back,” Grannie Jane continued, “Never give us away down here. Never so much as glance toward the hiding holes. The dragons are always watching, and the Guard ain’t no better. For the children’s sake, never let them know where we are.”
I'm preparing to self-publish Hatched, and could use a few readers for JUST the new Chapter one. I'm also interested in opinions on the first thirteen. I'm happy to swap.