Blurb
In the blackest
night, with the moon and stars to guide him, she would always be there waiting…
Cyrenna thought
she died the day she watched Tynan and his brothers jump through the banishment
portal in an act of solidarity with Rigor. Little did she know, it would be the
first of many deaths she would experience in her quest to claim his heart. She
would surrender not only her immortal soul, but a mortal one repeatedly.
Through a deal with the great Oracle, she has multiple mortal lifetimes to
change the direction of her future and have a chance with Tynan.
Her journey
spans the ages from the GenPei War in Japan and the Silk Road west, to
Cromwell, the Three Kingdoms and modern times, bringing her one step closer to
forever until she makes a misstep. Then, the burden falls to Tynan. The only
thing that is absolute is her fervent hope that he will come, but there’s one
big problem.
Through it all,
he doesn’t so much as know her name.
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Excerpt:
How
many times can a man be broken? How many times can a man die and never have it
be final? How many lost loves or lost chances at love will it take to undo any
chance of ever becoming whole? In the purest sense…only one. Nothing I could
imagine or ever endure would compete for the absolute punishing agony of her
folding me into her arms to comfort me and hearing her whisper…
“I
know.”
Two
words. Who knew that two words would be all that it would take to loose the
storm? Hardly two words really, only five letters. Five little letters with
extreme power. Five little letters to rob Zeus of his most lethal bolt, focus
the strike, and rend me in pieces. The surge had pushed past my pride and
leaves me sobbing for the loss I had yet to experience. A loss I knew would
take my breath, but I cannot die. How cruelly ironic that death has become my
sole wish now?
My
internal emotional upheaval is a flash storm out of place beneath the cloudless
sky. The cacophony of my noisy tears and transition scatter the small creatures
for miles. I have no control and shift without grace. Rage and pain coalesce to
an explosion, angst roaring as the internal battle is waged and the war lost
before the call to arms is done sounding. My thunderous eruption screaming
against the fading light, with a rising silvery moon and shimmering stars to
bear witness to my destruction. The metamorphosis from man to beast is abrupt.
I shift, not with the flexing of bone and the stretching of skin, but with the
crack of a gun blast and a single pull to form. It is razor wire across my
senses and I am bloodied raw without a trace to be found.
A
testament to her, she stands still. Not frozen, but placated to let me render
the fury that must come out as I cannot hold it in. The beast from within is
enormous, but not big enough to hold so much. I warned her. I told her. I had
made her aware almost cruelly that first time I let my inner wild out that this
day might come…could come…would come and that it would be ushered in on an
unseen tide that would sweep our perfect world away. I had wanted her to be
afraid. She wasn’t. She had believed, but had also naively assured me that the
day would be long into the future and we would enjoy the time until then.
She
had been wrong. There was nothing to say now. ‘I’m sorry’ would be a hollow
sentiment and ‘I was wrong’ would do nothing as the last thing I would want to
hear and know about this was that I had been right.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
AUTHOR Bio and Links:
There is no simple
description for Aedan Byrnes. Obsessive, dreamer, reclusive, compulsive,
outdoorsman and wordsmith would be among the list if one were started. The
displaced Gael lives in the upper Midwest with family between jaunts wherever
the road takes him. A frequent traveler, he is as likely to be found rock
climbing or spelunking as sitting fireside dreaming or aimlessly floating away.
A lifelong lover of words
and writing, he claims a diverse reading appetite and his writing reflects the
myriad influences. A self-proclaimed 'reader's writer', he looks for the
emotional and the sensory in word combinations, not just the visceral
comprehension of phrases in the stories he crafts and his love of all things
literary shines through.
Twitter AedanByrnes
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