It’s Me Me Monday! A day to promote, strut, and celebrate your Me-ness!
In the meantime, Peter has a job to do, which he’s having a really hard time doing…getting rid of ‘Waiting for Rebirth’.
Gabrielle decides to lend him a hand…the Navel is, after all, her Place of Power.
“Don’t talk to it,” Gabrielle growled. She stood behind me, clenching one hand into a fist. It looked like something dark and smoky was squirming inside her fist, trying to get free. “Don’t offer up any more life than it’s already stolen.”
Stolen? If she was speaking of Damian Ashelocke, I doubted there was anything he hadn’t offered up willingly. Body, soul, the naive hearts of those whom loved him…innocents didn’t open Doors.
Not Doors like this one.
I lifted the painting off the wall. It wasn’t heavy, not at all.
Something light as a spider crawled up my arms while I held it.
I laid ‘Waiting for Rebirth’ against the wall and backed away. I rubbed my hands, trying to get rid of the sensation.
“Don’t hesitate.” Gabrielle lay one of her hands upon my shoulder.
A surge of strength rippled through my back. Confidence followed in its wake.
I could do this.
To be continued on Wednesday…
Unwilling to Be Yours is the second of three preludes to my novel, Stealing Myself From Shadows.
The first was Waiting for Rebirth, told from Christopher’s perspective.
We’re in the middle of Unwilling to Be Yours, told from Peter’s perspective.
The last is Be My Valentine…Snack, told from Christopher’s perspective.
Stealing Myself From Shadows is the first book in my Tales of the Navel/The Shadow Forest series, an ambient fantasy collection of tales inspired by Tarot imagery. It’s currently under revision…revising Stealing Myself From Shadows is my NaNoWriMo project.
The second book is The Hand and the Eye of the Tower. The third is A Godling for Your Thoughts?
Every Monday, Wednesday, and Saturday, I post part of each prelude. Feel free to join my characters in their Tales in the Navel, journeying through the Shadow Forest.