When Pil tried to remember her years as a toddler there weren’t many memories to grasp onto…except for one.
It was small and seemingly insignificant. A memory laced with laughter and smiles, the occasional huff of a horse, the incessant creaking of rolling carriage wheels, the soothing sound of her father’s warm voice, the comforting touch of her mother’s soft hands, and a bright yet distant light.
This dappled light seeped through the trees that rushed overhead like promises from a fairy; a glowing warmth that kissed Pil’s small round face and made her believe anything was possible.
This memory seemed insignificant but for Pil, now seventeen years old, it was a treasure to hold onto for the rest of her life.
Mestra Galerunner would’ve never thought she’d be a mother. As a young elven girl, she flitted about the Asrana Forest after running away from home, getting into trouble, and causing her elders endless grief. As an adult, she learned the ways of the assassin, choosing to exist as a solitary being and elude companionship. And then one day, on a stormy night, she found Pil and everything changed.
Continue reading My Weekly Short Story: Her Tiny Breaths
Being an assassin could be difficult but for Mestra Galerunner it was just another day.
Despite having lived for over 700 years it was still momentous visiting cities throughout Adalor. She was currently living in Nottinglot Square, one of the finest cities not just in the land, Hayward, but in all of Adalor. It was a ravishing city filled with the wealthy and the powerful as well as some of the finest Haywardian architecture found anywhere.
The skyline was filled with towering steeples atop grand castles crafted from marble or white granite. These castles were then covered in mosaics, intricate paintings, or the finest stones mined from the Glittering Caves found in the deep gorges located within Toldan.
Citizens rode along the gold-lined white stone streets atop striking steeds covered in glittering armor and fine velvet or in gilded carriages pulled by various exotic animals. Such as the large cats with their shimmering, golden fur from the lush grasslands of Toldan or the massive horned Elki from the deep forests of Asrana.
The citizens of Nottinglot Square were all about image. There was not a beggar in sight or a poor peasant anywhere to be found. It was often referred to as the “City of Royals.”
And in this “City of Royals” lied not only the wealthy but the wicked, and it was the wicked that Mestra was hired to dispose of.
Continue reading My Weekly Short Story: “All in a Day’s Work.”
Morning often arrived with the beckoning call of nature but on Pil’s fifteenth birthday the sound awakening her was something new and exciting; the hypnotic swish of the ocean.
Pil stretched beneath the sublime silk covers of her large bed cushioned with the softest feathers before standing, walking over to the deck of her sprawling bedroom. Her sleeveless silk white nightgown brushed against the perfectly polished wooden floor as she shuffled sleepily forward. She pushed aside the billowing white curtains that acted as the entrance to the wooden deck, breathing in deeply as the moist, warm air coated her bare skin. The unmistakable saltwater and fishy scent of the ocean greeted her instantly.
Continue reading My Weekly Short Story: PIL’s FIFTEENTH BIRTHDAY
Early today I said that I was going to share an exciting first look at the newest installment in my series, The Women of Adalor, tomorrow. And as fun, as that is, these novels act as defining chapters to these characters’ journies. What if, however, when the story ends, we continue to get to know these characters?
I’m excited to share that I will be sharing weekly short stories featuring these tremendous characters from my current short novels or maybe even some upcoming ones. Like I said before, these installments in my series are such quick glimpses into these characters’ lives at a certain point in time that sometimes I want to share more details about them. And this seemed like the perfect way to do that.
This Friday, I will be sharing my first of these weekly short stories. It will, of course, feature the protagonist of my first short novel, Pil, in an enthralling brief chapter centered around her fifteenth birthday. I’m so excited to share this cute addition to her story with you this Friday.
Once again, I thank you for reading and I hope you have a wonderful day.
Almost five months ago I released my first short novel, PIL which was such a major milestone for me. For years I have been working on bringing these stories in my head to life and to finally release one of these stories to you all was nothing short of mind-blowing. Especially when I got my first review and it was overwhelmingly positive. Suddenly, all of that hard work and brainstorming felt worth it.
Of course, that wasn’t the end. In fact, it was only the beginning.
Continue reading The Newest Installment in My Short Novel Series Is Almost Here!