I am very excited about the fact that I am very close to finishing the first serious round of revisions. Yes, there will be a new round, but my book is now getting closer than ever to sending it to a professional editor. I hope to be published by the fall, (as long as the editor doesn't take to long) and I pray that all of you enjoy my first book in the series of the Djen. This has been a very long road, filled with hopes, doubts, painstaking realizations, confirmations, and finally resolve. But there has never been a lack of support, which I am grateful for. All of you who have taken the time to join my blog-I appreciate you! All that have left comments, thank you so much, and please continue, I love your insights. And, those of you that have been my cheerleaders and proofreaders, and not to mention critique partners, I love you! Thanks for continuing on this path with me, you are all in my heart.
“Relax…” the word flowed soft as silk in her ear. Then the touch, light but strong; he rubbed her shoulders, her body tingled. Despite his closeness and her unbidden surge of desire, she found herself nevertheless beginning to relax: Her heart beat slowed, thoughts stilled. She did not notice Colton had returned to a seated position in front of her until he took her hands in his. In less than a breath, she fell into a familiar dream.
She ran through the woods, Colton at her side—he pulled her out of the path of an arrow, causing it to impale a tree rather than her. They raced across an expansive field flush with summer growth, vaulted into the adjacent Sitka spruces and Douglas Furs, and without pause, continued—tree to tree—until a sheer drop abruptly halted their progress. Forced to a slower pace, they balanced their way along the edge of the cliff, coming at last upon a cave.
In the dim light of the cavern, Colton stopped and pulled her about. “We need to get back, now…”
She blinked, startled. Vertigo washed over her as she attempted to bring her focus back to the present.
“What did you see…?” asked Colton, her hands still enfolded by his.
Stevie described all she remembered.
“Have you experienced this dream before?”“Yes…for several months, but this time it had way more detail.” The question that had haunted her, burst out of nowhere. “Who is Shylae…?”
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