7 Anava followed the drysmus line to the small, cobbled dormitory where she lived while studying at the temple. She was distracted and disjointed from her encounters with Ren and Rana. Her skin prickled with confusion. Why not give guidance to your own son? Why me? The questions were plaguing and stung with betrayal. Ren …
5 Zerian slipped out the back alley and into the throngs of mercantile shoppers and shopkeeps, many of whom were milling about during midday meals. He was nervous, but it didn’t deter him. It needed to be done, no matter what his mother had warned him. Stay away from the Body Readers. They will not …
Lately, my writing is getting me fired up. Like a worked up, lathered feeling – almost sexual?! – but in a mental / intellectual way. A spiritual way. Does that even make sense? I have been doing a lot of world-building in my head for my theoretical novel. An idea that I had in 2009 and …
Amie Zor 