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‘Waiting for Rebirth’ is going over the limit of six sentences today. You’ll soon see why.
Damian moved forward, away from me, away from Gabrielle. He stretched out his fingers to touch the spectral ones.
The glow blinded me, forcing me to look away. Damian let out a single cry of terror and joy. Something else cried out with him.
For a moment, light filled the Navel. A moment later, it vanished, leaving Gabrielle and myself in darkness.
There was no sign of Damian. The painting returned its usual pattern of suggestions of color and myself, mingled with the sky.
Christopher: How could you do this to us?!
Calm down, Christopher. This is only the prelude….
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Oh my goodness. No! What on earth comes next? I truly hope Damien hasn’t left Christopher all alone
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Alas, I can’t answer that without giving away a huge spoiler (and being crushed by the spoiler squashing foot lying in wait for me at this Cauldron :)). All I can is…this is the prelude. I largely wrote this to answer a friend’s question. She’d just read my original version of Stealing Myself From Shadows. She asked, “Why does Christopher care so much about Damian?”
Yeah, I hadn’t done my job as an author in not answering that question from the get go. (rueful grin) This prelude to Stealing Myself From Shadows and the rest of the Shadow Forest series is my answer. Although now Tales of the Navel are popping up in my imagination which take place even earlier. 🙂
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Oh, my. Where did he go?
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That is the question that’s going to haunt Christopher. All he knows is Damian stepped through a Door of his own creation into the Shadow Forest.
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Wait! Come back, damn it! Um, more, please? 🙂
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Thank you! More is coming. This was the climax of ‘Waiting for Rebirth’, but there’s more before the end. I’ll be posting it Monday. I’ve got two more preludes planned while work on revisions for the first book in Tales of the Navel/The Shadow Forest, ‘Stealing Myself From Shadows’.
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I’m intrigued by “single cry of terror and joy. Something else cried out with him.” I want to know the reason for the mix of terror and joy, and what the “something else” is.
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I sincerely hope I’ll be able to give you what you want in future Tales of the Navel/The Shadow Forest. 🙂 As soon as I finish ‘Waiting for Rebirth’, I’ll post my response to your prompt on May 24th. The picture of the rundown cottage? It shaped the direction I decided to go with this series. Thank you. I do feel you and your prompts have been the midwife for the Shadow Forest and its denizens. I may be writing the stories, but you kept providing me inspiration to fuel the ideas for the stories.
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I’m with the others. This is quite the cliffhanger here! I can feel the stillness right after he disappears and the painting goes back to normal.
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Thank you! It’s meant to be a cliffhanger. 🙂 Christopher’s desire to find Damian again, the reasons for it is partially why I wrote this prelude. Starting at the very beginning of why Christopher cares so deeply for Damian was a question a friend asked me long ago. Finding the answer through Christopher has taken me on surprising journey, but a deeply rewarding one.
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Ooo that’s some great action here.
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Thank you!
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I need more! Please?
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Don’t worry, there will be more. This is a cliff hanger, but there’s two more parts of Waiting for Rebirth here at the Cauldron. Plus the next two coming preludes I’ll be posting here. Not to mention Stealing Himself From Shadows, the first book in my Tales of the Navel/The Shadow Forest series which all these posts are preluding to. 🙂
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