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Hello again!

First of all, thank you to everyone who wished me better last week. ๐Ÿ™‚ I am feeling better. Not tip-top, but getting there.

If you’re not familiar with WIPpet Wednesday, it might be a good idea to check out this post before continuing. For those of you who know what WIPpet Wednesday is, but haven’t gotten to know me yet, I’m doing it a little differently from the other WIPpeteers at this point. Rather than randomish excerpts of a novel I’ve been working on for a while, I’m writing a novel specifically for WIPpet Wednesday. (It was in the works anyway and I figured this would be a good way to get it moving while I finish my current WIP.)

This week I explain why both women and men are trained as warriors in Arvid’s otherwise patriarchal society. Eventually I will probably write out the legend behind it for myself. For now, I lay the Readers Digest version at your feet. I’m sure you would have found it amusing to watch me jump through mathematical hoops as I searched for the right equation to make today’s date fit the excerpt.

24, for the 24th, divided by the 3 from 2013, multiplied by the 2 from 2013 = 2(24/3) = 16 sentences

Easy, right?

As a bonus, and for clarity, I tacked the final paragraph from last week’s WIPpet in front of this week’s official 16 sentences. If you’re not thoroughly confused by now, would you please explain it? Because you are waaaaay ahead of me.

In the center of the ring, sitting with the Elders were five women, the oldest of them not more than fifty, gazed at the gathering crowd. Two of them sat stiffly in chairs with blankets covering their legless laps. One of them wore a veil. Another juggled stones in her remaining hand, seemingly unaware of their presence there as she swept her eyes over the room.

Then there was the fifth woman. Arvid gazed at her, awed and envious. A hard light shone in her eyes. She sat with the quiet pride of an ancient tree, solid and unmovable, bowing only to the greatest storms. Numerous scars adorned her better than any jewel.

She was Masterโ€™s wife, Masterwifename, the only woman with any combat training the day the Raven Nation attacked. The men of the Arvidโ€™sTribe Kingdom left their cities and towns unprotected after receiving an urgent message from their allies, begging them for help against a new enemy. Three days later, the men of the Raven Nation destroyed all the outlying villages, leaving no one alive. As they approached the main town, Masterwifename rallied the women. She hid the elderly and the young, instructing the many young women who were too fearful to fight not to let a single child be taken. The rest met the invading army at the city gates, barring the entry. Masterwifename stood on the front line, leading as both general and soldier.

The women fended off the Raven Nation for six full days, until the men returned to take over the fight. After a battle so bloody neither side could count its losses, the Raven warriors fled. Of the three hundred or so women who met the invading army, only 46 lived through the fight. Of those, only the five now seated with the Elders survived their injuries. Since that day, women were trained in combat as well as men so the Arvidโ€™sTribe people would never be defenseless again.


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Frame from Battle of the Amazons by Peter Paul Rubens, 1618. A little interesting trivia: Amazons really did exist. There was a fascinating PBS special on it.

Frame from Battle of the Amazons by Peter Paul Rubens, 1618.
A little interesting trivia: Amazons really did exist. There was a fascinating PBS special on it.