Possibly it would be better to just have songs made about her. Marra had not managed to be pale and willowy and consumptive at any point in eighteen years of life and did not think she could achieve it before she died. On the other hand, she was still short and round-faced and sturdy, and there were very few ghost stories about short, sturdy women.
It would be very satisfying to be a sad-eyed, beautiful ghost who drifted through the halls, gazing up at the moon and weeping silently, as a warning to other young women. She could not quite make up her mind whether she wanted to be a ghost who would haunt the convent or not. Minstrels would write songs about how she had turned her face to the wall and died of the false-heartedness of men. “She went to her room and curled into a ball of misery and decided that she would die of a broken heart.
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