Just to let you know I have not abandoned you, oh reader and friend. Here is a snippet from a scene I am finally pressing through in the Grand Illusion, the sequel to the Grand Attraction:D
Blind, bitter, and poor did the man shiver amidst the cold and biting wind. The homesteads of Albannik were bunkered for the night and the harshest winter for all they knew. The lonely mountain peek’s town was accustom to winter, but not what they had come to call the Winds of Raigor. From the eastern lands did these winds come–swiftly and like a wolf pack to an abandoned calf. Devouring and relentless did the winds turn color to white, to blue, to death. None could escape it–only cling desperately to life in prayers that it should pass.
It has been a long road. Not to say that this particular publication has been a life’s work, but rather it has. I mean, every idea, every game, every character I could have possibly imagined as a child growing up in the tropics–they all have a story to tell and a way, somehow, that they fit into the grand scheme of things. In this case, the central hallway to which all doors lead. We all play a role–I am just so excited to finally be telling that of Carls Locke, whom any reader is welcomed to venture with as the story of the Grand Attraction unfolds. I can’t wait to publish the next one! If only the funds… 😛 Yay being an author!:D
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