“Okay.” He looked away from her and nodded at the metal chair behind her. “Sit down, and let’s have a little chat. If you have the time.”
He’d healed her shoulder and hadn’t said a word about anything else. That didn’t mean Cheyenne could let herself trust the drow who’d left her and her mom with nothing but the memory of one night and a copper puzzle box covered in symbols she couldn’t read. But she did have time, as much time as the men running Chateau D’rahl saw fit to give her. She stared into those golden eyes a little longer, then stepped back and grabbed the metal chair. She set it down about two feet from the bars and lowered herself into the cold seat.
So far, the drow, who was studying her with curiosity and approval and something more like feral hunger, didn’t scare her one bit. The only thing that scared her was the thought that she might not get everything she wanted out of him in one visit. But she wouldn’t know until their time was up.
Cheyenne folded her arms and gave her father a small, secretive smile that wasn’t entirely friendly. “Yeah. Let’s chat.”
The End
Cheyenne Summerlin’s just trying to play the game through grad school, and being Goth is a pretty good disguise for a Drow halfling who knows nothing about the magical world. Now she’s caught up in a shady deal with the FRoE, kicking criminal ass left and right, and trying to get a handle on her Drow-berserker powers.
On top of that, the Drow L’zar is the only person who can tell her who she is. And he’s locked up at Chateau D’rahl.
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Dark Is Her Nature
For Hire: Teachers for special school in Virginia countryside.
Must be able to handle teenagers with special abilities.
Cannot be afraid to discipline werewolves, wizards, elves and other assorted hormonal teens.
Apply at the School of Necessary Magic.
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The Magic Compass
If smart phones and GPS rule the world - why am I hunting a magic compass to save the planet?
Austin Detective Maggie Parker has seen some weird things in her day, but finding a surly gnome rooting through her garage beats all.
Her world is about to be turned upside down in a frantic search for 4 Elementals.
Each one has an artifact that can keep the Earth humming along, but they need her to unite them first.
Unless the forces against her get there first.
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Author Notes - Martha Carr
February 21, 2020
This is the year of the hobbies. First, let me define what makes a hobby. It’s anything that doesn’t earn money, or is of service, or is necessary – like exercise. A hobby’s only purpose is fun. I have mentored a lot of young women over the years and this is one of the first things we tackle. To a person, everyone has been bright, ambitious, talented, caring, and didn’t have a single hobby. I fall in and out of that category myself. Life gets busy, work takes off, children or friends need help and boom – no hobbies.
It’s tough to even get the brain to think of one. Mostly because we’re trying to figure out what we’d like ahead of even trying. That’s called contempt ahead of information. Ultimately, what’s worked best for me is to ask for a list of five ideas numbered according to willingness to try. That’s it. And I set a deadline for when it has to be turned in. Then we chat about each one.
Next step – go gather information on each idea. Where can a person learn more about it? How much will it cost to do it? Do I need any special skills or equipment? Do we know anyone who’s already into this? The more information the better. It solves two things. It usually helps decide which one to start first, if at all, and it lowers resistance because now, it’s not so foreign. We know a lot more about it. The enthusiasm can build.
Then, you go sign up. The action part that takes a little bit of courage. I set a deadline for this one too. You can hate it and you can quit, but you have to at least try. Willingness will get you really, really far in this life and lack of it can shut a life down.
What has been road tested over and over again is that once a person starts trying different fun stuff, they get hooked. Stress levels drop, obsessing over a job or a relationship drops, loneliness drops. There’s something about fun for fun’s sake that soothes the soul.
Last year, I noticed I had fallen off the hobby bandwagon. I had been dabbling in some glass work and drawing cartoons and running but it all stopped somewhere along the way. My stress level was high, my work hours were high. Not good. This year, work is more in alignment and I’ve taken up embroidery so far and I’m back into painting and looking at doing a mural down the lower part of my hallway. I’m also dabbling in baking. Thank goodness there’s that amenity center near me where I can drop off leftovers so I don’t eat them. Running 5ks is another one because of the way I see them. More socializing than exercise. You run for about a half hour with friends and then you go to brunch. Perfect. The other one I want to do is start a neighborhood D&D game. Next on the
