There is time to rest while the beta readers make their comments, but I know I still have a long way to go. I cannot wait, so I make a few changes as I float towards the journey’s end bringing my betas along as the river flows south.
Rauros. With beta help I avoid the falls, but I know what I must do and where I must go. I will make this idea work, alone if need be. Though it pains me, some plot is trimmed. I know that story lurks elsewhere.
Betas amalgamate into Sam. The hardest part begins.