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About the author:
Laurie enjoys writing and shares her vivid imagination with all the readers who purchase her books.
Once Laurie had a dream to become someone that may be remembered, her dream has become a reality. Laurie's vivd imagination is here to stay.
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What inspired you to write your book?
I wanted to create a new world that hasn't been written before along with a new race of mythical people vs the human race and define the subtleties between the two races and the differences in their values, belief system and laws.
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"How long have — " But then he saw something in her clenched hand. A silver chain. His hand shot to his neck and touched the skin.
"Who gave this to you?" she asked, holding it up. Her words were fragile, silvered like that accessory. She talked in a blend of his language and hers. Ezekiel intellectually parsed out what she'd said in Elvish.
"You took it?"
He let out a slight noise. "No. I implied nobody significant. Nobody you know. It doesn't make any difference, at any rate."
“This is Elven silver.”
Ezekiel was quiet; his body remained solid. When had he become so solid? It should be the hard timberland ground and his physical issue. Not seeing his accessory in this mythical being's hands, nor the weightlessness around his neck where it typically hung. He watched her follow a thumb over the connections and forced himself not to grab it back.
“You are a secret, human.”
"My name's Ezekiel. Furthermore, I'd like that back."
"This is Elven silver," she said, overlooking his outstretched hand, "it has a place with a mythical being. Where could she be?"
"Gone or dead?"
“Dead,” he said and essentially spat out the word. Jenilia raised her thin forehead.
"Did you cherish her?"
"Did you kill her?"
"Enough," his annoyance came rapidly, thick, hot and too large for his body. Although, behind the resentment, his mind is a blaze of memory.
A mythical person he'd adored, a mystery uncovered and a homicide. His whole history consolidated into a flicker. He drove those memories away and controlled them like crazy. He wouldn't contemplate that at this moment. He positively wouldn't make any sense of it for her. He let out a snarl and attempted to get to his feet, yet Jenilia was there in a moment, pushing him back with a solid hand.