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Hello Friends,

How is your 2021 looking so far?

I finished the first edit on my new book, "Son of Abeilhe", and am right on target for a February publishing date. Here is a little clip from the prologue:

PROLOGUE

“Nearly 700 years ago,” Onai began, in a voice filled with mystery. “Yes, nearly seven centuries have passed since the People lived on the southern tip of Ellmoria, the big land to our east. We were a peaceful folk until…”

 Ranzil made a silly face and Auberon burst out laughing.

Seer Melaiochim glared at them, his shaggy grey eyebrows quivering. “You will listen to my mauch-tuach,” he commanded, “or you will leave.”

 Seer Onaiome, whom everyone called Onai, patted the old man’s shoulder and smiled at the fifth-year children who sat on the rug before her. Even though she was old, Onai was pretty. She had silver-blue hair that flowed down her back like the Eloi-he Falls. Her cheeks were pink, and, like all Abeilhens, she had bright blue eyes.

“I don’t think that will be necessary, Melai. I have a very interesting story for the children today. I’m sure they don’t want to miss out on it. Besides, I have mavan fruit cake for them after the story is finished.”

 Auberon’s mouth watered. “Until what, Seer Onai?”

 “Ah. I see you were paying attention. Let me ask you a question first. Do you know that Abeilhe was not always an island?”

 “What do you mean,” Raviah asked. Auberon turned around. Raviah had turquoise blue eyes and thick white lashes. Straight white hair framed a face that gleamed like chocolate. Even at five, Auberon knew Raviah would be his mauch-tuach.

“We used to be part of the big land to the east of Abeilhe,” Onai explained. “You can’t see it because Addah’s mist conceals our island from outsiders.”

“How does Addah make the mist?” Ranzil asked.

“Ahem,” Seer Melaiochim cleared his throat. “Yes. That is a very intelligent question, which I am glad to answer, my boy. Every day but one in our year, and that is a day that will become important to you in a couple of years…. just before dawn…. that’s when the sun comes up…. the Eloi-he Falls sends out a cool spray all over the island. At the same time, a warm mist begins to rise from the ground. Then a magical thing happens. A scientific thing. When the cool air hits the warm…”

“I have to go to the bathroom,” Ranzil said.

 “Me too,” Mahla put in.

 “I’m thirsty,” Elmohn said.

By the time everyone was settled back on the woolen rug, Seer Melaiochim was snoozing in his rocker.

Onai put a finger to her lips, indicating they should be quiet. “As I was saying, Abeilhe used to be connected to Ellmoria, the big land to our east. The people were peaceful until IT was discovered.”

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Hugs & smiles,

Teresa