Weekend Writing Warriors ~ Snippet 9

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Welcome to my ninth Weekend Writing Warriors ~ Snippet Sunday post! If you missed any of the previous posts, you can catch up on my Meanmna ~ #8Sunday page.

What you missed: Nothing! But to refresh your memory ~ Sarette just realized she had felt a weird buzz when she cut her hand on the crystal… And Action.

 

 

I went back to the table to take a better look at the crystal. About the size of a baseball, it had a relatively smooth bottom and several jagged edges on top; translucent dark green with little white swirls that appeared to be moving inside of it.

Clasping the crystal in my hand, I felt a little buzz or tingle again, “What kind of crystal is this? It looks like it’s moving; I’ve never seen anything like it,” I looked at Celine, who had a strange look on her face.

“I didn’t realize I had put that out; it’s not time yet,” Celine sighed and looked past me, shrugging her shoulders, “It’s an Amazonite crystal.”

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“Amazonite; I didn’t realize they could be translucent.” I looked down and saw it was opaque, rather than the single shade of see-through green like before. Now there were different shades of green throughout and white swirls that looked like solid veins.

I am losing my mind; I’m going to have to go three towns over so nobody sees me check into the crazy house.

“No, you’re not,” said a firm voice that I’m sure, I had only heard in my head.

 

What do you think Sarette will do next?

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Check back in next week for Weekend Writing Warriors ~ Snippet 10 of Meanmna: Book One of the Daearen Realms!

But, if you can’t wait for next week…

 

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Seventeen-year-old Sarette has always thought of her life as average, even a bit boring. She does well in school, has a loving mother and a loyal best friend, Mathew. Of course, she has her problems as well—cold Michigan winters, a long-lost father she knows nothing about, and the lack of a boyfriend. She also has the vague sensation that she is being watched by some unseen entity, but figures that means she’s average and crazy.

Nothing could be further from the truth . . .

Daearen isn’t much different than the human world.

Imagine a world where science is replaced with magic.

 

 

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Thanks for stopping by!

Have an awesome weekend everybody!

~ Emmy

 

Meet Emmy Gatrell

Hi! I’m Emmy, a 40-year-old Stay-At-Home-School-Mom to two boys, eleven dogs, and a husband. I write and publish fiction in multiple genres including epic fantasy, urban fantasy, paranormal romance, dystopian, speculative fiction, and supernatural horror ranging from young adult through four-flame +18. As you can tell I love all things that go bump in the night ;) I also love food. I’ve written several cookbooks, most of them are only available to my subscribers but my first published cookbook TACO FREAKS (52 Recipes and Thoughts about the Best Day of the Week) publishes soon!