[Novel] Waves: Relived by Mensha’s presence, the villagers walked toward the fountain like they had for the past 233 Great Seasons of the Tree. Only they didn’t go for the morning greetings anymore. No chatter and laughter. Now they went to see what hands were left, to see who was still alive. Read more: https://amzn.to/2IzjUOl... Continue Reading →

[Novel] Waves: A tiny crack opened in the road in front of Mia. She jumped over it and looked around. Gerlain wasn’t here again this morning, for the third time this week. He said it scared him to sleep in the tents, but the wilderness where he spent his nights seemed a lot scarier than... Continue Reading →

[Novel] Waves: People looked around for Mensha. Had she gone missing in the night? Mia held her breath. She was tired of the old woman staring at her all the time. But that’s not right. I can’t think things like that. Read more: https://amzn.to/2IzjUOl Check out my Amazon Author page for some great deals on... Continue Reading →

[Novel] Waves: “Is Mensha out of her tent?” Seema yelled over the grumbling world. A crack opened in the road behind her, but she didn’t appear to notice. With dead eyes, a villager quickly stepped over a gaping hole that closed again under him. Read more: https://amzn.to/2Dassfq Check out my Amazon Author page for some... Continue Reading →

[Novel] Waves: Mia knew what was going on, what was about to happen. Ever since the biggest quake, Seema always knew when another was coming. Read more: https://amzn.to/2IzjUOl Check out my Amazon Author page for some great deals on my books!

[Novel] Waves: At least Gerlain would be there by her side when she got to the rubble. He would whisper to her as they worked. She would watch his hands pull away the pink and gray stones. He would throw pebbles at her and make her laugh. She would look into his eyes. Eyes that... Continue Reading →

[Novel] Waves: “There’s no time for stories,” the adults told them. “School is cancelled. There’s too much work to do. The field needs plowing. The orchard needs pruning. The rubble needs to be sifted. And the wolves are watching our doings.” The memory of their words made her sick. Read more: https://amzn.to/2IzjUOl Check out my... Continue Reading →

[Novel] Waves: “…after the quakes started and the world started swallowing people in the night, no one cared about the storybook anymore.” Read more: https://amzn.to/2Dassfq Check out my Amazon Author page for some great deals on my books!

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[Novel] Waves: The land rippled and spasmed but made no sense. Dew wobbled on the weeds where sprouts should have been waking to the new day of the Renewal Season of the Tree. But the villagers hadn’t even tilled the soil, yet. They were too busy sifting through the past that lay around the old... Continue Reading →

[Novel] Waves: “On the day of the biggest quake, when the children were digging through the rubble, listening for cries and moans, sifting the dust and stones for any useful objects as they dug, Mia’s hands busied themselves by grabbing any part of the past she could hold onto.” Read more: https://amzn.to/2IzjUOl Check out my... Continue Reading →

[Novel] Waves: “There she is,” someone called over the roar. Olsa, the mute, led Mensha by the elbow and the old woman waved. “The world sounds hungry,” she yelled in her strong voice over the grumbling world. “Maybe she didn’t feed on us in the night.” Read more: https://amzn.to/2Dassfq See my Amazon Author page for... Continue Reading →

[Novel] Waves: “The story book is very old,” he would say, palming the tiny object so precious to them all. “It carries within its words all the mysteries of the village, of how we came to be here, of where it is we’re going.” Read more: https://amzn.to/2IzjUOl See my Amazon Author page for more of... Continue Reading →

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[Novel] Waves: “Everything was already falling apart before Perla disappeared, before Mia stole the old storybook.” Read more: https://amzn.to/2IzjUOl