“I stand barefoot in the strip of sand at the edge of the ocean, feeling against my empty fingers the last touch of the rough wood, the funeral pyre that slipped from beneath my hand, the soul that went with it.”
“I stand barefoot in the strip of sand at the edge of the ocean, feeling against my empty fingers the last touch of the rough wood, the funeral pyre that slipped from beneath my hand, the soul that went with it.”
Tamara
Oh how that gave me the shivers and the desire to read the book even more!
me
I’m glad you liked it, Tamara, because, honestly, I was thinking… this is kind of evil of me. :p
sheree
I love it…cant wait to read the whole thing
me
Yay! Getting so excited about the upcoming release!