Hope all of you are doing well.
Well… this month… PLOTTING IS DRIVING ME MAD!!!
No that is not an understatement.
I have had many sleepless nights plotting and planning and coming up with ideas for projects that I hope you will all see soon.
I hope that you are all enjoying Counting Corvids.
The next project ideas are starting to take shape although I have been a bit lax this month. Been a little distracted. the good news is though I am finally cleared with the rib issues..,.
I am hoping that the next story you see you get to see the fun I have had working on the concept, even if it is slowly driving me mad, or quickly driving me mad.
Quite a few projects on the burners. Edit, plot, write… Edit, plot, write…
In other news, there are a few situations going on to do with friends. I have come to a few conclusions. NEVER wrong a writer, we get our revenge in print. Oh and if people want to be written warmly about they should behave accordingly. We own what happens in our lives right? Well the new project will be inspired by all sorts of things, even real life. Can’t always rely on the crazy imagination and sleepless nights.
Not too much to say this month considering the insanity of writing.
May luck and adventure be on your side!
Not a common trait of an Elemental. In fact it is one that has never been heard of before amoung Elementals.
Healing has a warm fuzzy glow feeling to it. It’s got a euphoric high to the healing process, being able to self- heal however is extremely dangerous and can lead to destructive tendencies in which the bearer of this power may abuse the body to total destruction just to rebuild it again for that intense healing high.
It is suspected that a blood oath may trigger the onset of such extraordinary abilities.
Chapter Twenty-One “Control”
Willow finally left the house to get some air, Hunter had gone to work and she just wanted a little space. Willow found herself back in the park just like she had done so many times before. She watched children and their parents having fun playing around. On the approach to the bridge Willow started to feel dizzy, the ground beneath her seemed to spin and the voices behind her dimmed before the world seemed to switch off.
When Willows eyes opened she had a paramedic firing questions at her. Barely able to focus she passed out again.
Willow woke in a hospital bed wires attached to her. A doctor sat beside her “Well Willow it looks like we found out why you fainted, it seems your in the early stages of pregnancy.” Willows head spun, “no I can’t be?”
“Well you are, here are a few leaflets while you wait is there anyone we can call to let them know where you are?”
“No there’s no one, I want to go home now”
“No I want to leave, please, I have to be somewhere, anywhere but here. Please.”
“Do you swear you are the only one who knows?”
“Yes my lord, no one else knows you hired my best hunter then vanquished him.” He snarled.
“You owe me another my lord”
“I owe you nothing”
“You however owe me greatly, you need to find my payment, the bounty hunter took it, and it must never fall into the wrong hands”
“Now go find it, tell anyone and you will pray that I had just vanquished you this second.”
Willow sat alone in the darkness. Hunter wasn’t back yet. She had read through the leaflets over and over, but that hadn’t stopped her tearing them up and throwing them out. She had spent the past few hours jumping between sobbing hysterically to smiling quietly to herself. Willow was lost in thought when Hunter returned. Startled she accidently clipped his shoulder with a small fireball. She apologized repeatedly. Finally gaining some control she mastered herself healing Hunter’s fresh wound before her eyes.
Eric and Adelaide.
Well, they produced Willow. Eric is part fire elemental part Fury and Adelaide has Mist and earth healing powers.
They didn’t intend to have the “Chosen One” it all kind of worked out that way.
They tried to protect Willow growing up as she came into her powers early, hence their eventual decision that they must move to Texas in order to remain able to live a normal life without being discovered for their magic.
Chapter Twenty “Hunting the Hunter”
“I’ve already traded your only clue”
“Not at all, but it did look similar to the talisman you’re wearing”
“I can say no more” with that the bounty hunter was pulled through the floor, disappearing before she could vanquish him. Willow skulked off back to her parent’s room and curled up on the bed. She had been there for days summoning the bounty hunter was her only idea other then destroying him.
In the depths of the underworld the bounty hunter screamed in agony at the hands of Hunter, moments later he erupted in black flames in front of a sneering Hunter.
Willow kept trying to summon the bounty hunter but got nothing. Eventually she gave up and sat back onto her parent’s bed. Curling up into a ball and fell asleep for the first time since their death. She just slept quietly too exhausted to dream.
Hunter watched quietly from the armchair in the corner of the room, unable to reach her, she was isolating herself from everything and everyone.