A flagon of wine

I am a flagon of wine, my people the glasses: I am not meant to indulge, but to pour and to serve. 

– A small glimpse into A Bloodline’s Echo ❄️

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Faces & Names

The name holds weight, but not the face. For some it is the face and not the name. Just what is it that makes a person who they are and how they are remembered? Identity is a fickle, fickle thing. It is you who will face two kinds of betrayal, and then choose how that will shape your own identity. Will it fan your fire or tame it? What will become of your anger which you hold so deep, like a volcano hidden far beneath the underbelly of a leisurely stream? It is a choice, child. Remember that.”

– Excerpt from A Bloodline’s Echo

The Nature of Things

Have you ever thought about the entities in life that we view as all-powerful? Like the sun, a God, natural disasters, the Earth itself. It’s the nature of these things that make us perceive them as so mighty, and perhaps as so formidable.

What if our own nature could be just as formidable? Our nature taking form in the depths of our emotions. Granted, our emotions are not as tangible as the heat from the sun or the force of the wind. But what if they could be?

Could that world be your happy place?

It might be mine.

Keep scrolling through to learn about a story I am working on, the premise of this blog, titled: A Bloodline’s Echo: The Avadi Series Book One!

Twitter

Ah! I have just brewed up a Twitter. If you’d like to be spelled by glimpses into the story, or perhaps you’d simply enjoy cackling at my web of sporadic thoughts, follow me at:

@EmmArrPilot

All birdy friends, batty or no, are warmly welcomed. So, if you are part of the Twitter clan, please feel free to press the follow button! Unless the thought of me talking to myself is more of a treat than a trick. I can dig that. But if you follow me, I promise not to ghost on you.

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For to give life, I must weep. And to nourish, I must bleed.

I just filled in the “About Me” section, or more accurately, I made an admirable(?) attempt to do so. That being said, I feel it is now appropriate to move on to the reason I made this nifty blog… drum roll… To share the World of Verbena! Here is a purposefully vague description of Book One of The Avadi Series: A Bloodline’s Echo:

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Nineteen-year-old Cori has been tucked into a corner of Verbena her entire life. With no memory of a father and an abusive mother, her escape came in the form of living and working in her town’s inn, a place that happens to be owned by her best friend. Cori was all but resigned to the uneventful and dutiful life as a barkeep. That is, until a hooded stranger showed up – just in time to witness an incident Cori herself cannot believe – and changed everything. Now Cori must leave Sagebrush, the only place she has ever known, setting off to discover love, adventure, heartbreak, and more about herself and the world she lives in than she could have ever imagined.

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I realize the font change probably gives away the fact that I copied and pasted this; I promise I save all of my laziness for moments like these, and never when it comes to plot and character development. In fact, I am currently in the midst of wrapping and polishing up this story.

For anyone who may stumble upon these ramblings, please know that I am open to all words of wisdom, feedback, and just-to-say-hellos!

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