Monday, December 31, 2012

New Year Blog Hop with Carrie Ann 2013

Bring in the new year with over 200 authors and bloggers who have joined together to put together a 2013 blog hop.  Of course there will be giveaways at each site so make sure you put your name and email address in the comments section to be entered into the drawing for the grand prize.

Now what are those prizes?

1st Grand Prize: A Kindle Fire or Nook Tablet
2nd Grand Prize: A $300 Amazon or B&N Gift Card
3rd Grand Prize: A Swag Pack that contains paperbacks, ebooks, 50+ bookmarks, cover flats, magnets, pens, coffee cozies, and more!

As for my own prize on this blog I am giving 2 lucky winners a free ebook of Bounty for Hunter.  Please leave your name, email and what format you would like in the comments section so the lucky winner can be awarded the ebook Bounty for Hunter

As 2012 leaves us and we welcome 2013, there are those that will stick to their resolutions and some that won't.
For myself every year I make a resolution.  They are silly but it is our tradition in my family.  Our resolutions range from no caffeine to not eating a whole bag of M&M's in one sitting. Yes the whole bag of M&M's belongs to me :)

However, no matter the resolution, path or dream.  Believe in yourself and take it one day at a time.
For myself I am glad for the end of 2012 as it brought me a dream.  I wrote and published my first book.  I look forward to 2013 because it is my hope that I will finish 2013 out with 3 more books published

 I can't wait to see what comes, bring on 2013

Saturday, December 29, 2012

End of the Year

As the end of the year closes upon us I can't help but recall all that has taken place this year.  There are have been ups and downs.
Papers scattered across my desk with food and play dough in several places.My hair felt like I would pull so much that it would soon fall out.  However, through it all I have to say that I am proud of all that I accomplished.

I wrote 2 books!!!!!

The 1 is a full length novel call Oracle's End that is still in edits  and the 2 called Bounty for Hunter that is a short spicy novella that takes you on an adventure and keeps you guess what is going to happen next. This book is currently out on the market.

To many might think those numbers are a lot and some will think that is too little Yet for myself I am happy with those numbers. I did all this while taking care of my 2 and 4 year old.  I say this not to brag I say this because it is something that mean something to me.

I want that to be a boost to others that feel maybe they just can't do it, or feel there is no time.

There is always time, it is a matter of making time, looking at what is before you and finding the time slots that work for you.  15 mins here and 15 mins there will make all the difference in the world.  Trust me I know.

So as the year ends look forward to 2013, look forward to the possibilities that you can achieve.
I know that I will.  I have to finish the Bounty for Hire series and I hope to get the last 3 books published all in 2013, and I want to get Oracle's End published.  It's a lot and it will be a challenge but I welcome it with open arms,

Tuesday, December 25, 2012

Christmas Present

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Wednesday, December 19, 2012

New Years Blog Hop

Keep your eyes open for more details to come as we close in on the New Years Blog Hop from January 1 to January 6th. Lots to give away

Stay tuned....

Sunday, December 16, 2012

Blog Posts

How exciting is this to see...

Bounty for Hunter by AJ Wiliams

by VINNY O'HARE on DECEMBER 16, 2012
About The Book:
Keylee isn’t your typical bounty hunter. She’s young, petite, and has a Doberman pinscher as her personal bodyguard. Just as Keylee returns to town from a month long assignment, she’s asked to protect a man named Hunter, who has jumped bond and is on the run from other bounty hunters and the police. The mere fact that she knows who Hunter is and why the police are after him, places her life at risk. Now, Keylee has a limited time to save Hunter and herself.
Author Bio:
AJ Wiliams lives in Missouri with her husband and two children, and their faithful dog. She grew up in Arizona and at the age of eight, her mother brought her to Missouri to be close to family. As an only child, AJ had to learn how to entertain herself. Writing was an escape from an isolated life she led as the only child to her parents. Living in a small town also proved to create lots of stories. Like most small towns, everyone knew everyone.
As she grew older, her grandparents played a large role in her writing life. By the age of thirteen, she had written several poems about her family and about growing up. Reading and music also became an outlet for her.
AJ loves listening to everything from the classics of Mozart to System of a Down to even Indie music such as Lana Del Rey and Florence and the Machine. That love of music has continued on, influencing her and the stories she likes to write.
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    Friday, December 14, 2012


    Bounty for Hunter is now available for purchase @ Amazon, Barnes and Noble and of course Smashwords.
    The book soon will be available to ibooks soon

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    Thursday, December 13, 2012


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    Bounty for Hunter is now available at 

    Jumping Thursdays

    What a Thursday this is turning out to be. My first book Bounty for Hunter is available.  There is only one more Thursday left until Christmas, and WOW where has the time went.

    However, with all that going on are you guys ready for Christmas.  I know I am.  I am ready to watch my kids open their gifts, I am ready to dive into Thoma's Book, which is book 2 of the Bounty for Hire series as well as finish plotting Book 2 in my Oracle series that still had edits.

    So with Jumping Thursday underway here is a picture I am sure most of you will love to JUMP at.
    I have to say that I know I surely would mind being jumped like

    Saturday, December 8, 2012

    Bounty for Hunter 1 week till release

    Keylee isn’t your typical bounty hunter. She’s young, petite, and has a Doberman pincher as her personal bodyguard. Just as Keylee returns to town from a month long assignment, she’s asked to protect a man named Hunter, who has jumped bond and is on the run from other bounty hunters and the police. The mere fact that she knows who Hunter is and why the police are after him, places her life at risk. Now, Keylee has a limited time to save Hunter and herself.


    There were so many times in my growing up that I was told that my writing was good, with those few that gave praise there was more behind them that said 'oh you write, you are to young to understand'
    I might have been young and well I am probably still young to understand some things, but that is not the point.

    In writing we are allowed to escape into the unknown.  It is the same for reading.  Takes us places we didn't think existed or people we never would have associated with.

    Books and writing allows us to explore our fantasies without the harsh criticism that comes from others knowing our dirty little secrets.

    When I finally found a story that I could not escape I sat down and wrote all the while taking care of my two kids.  It can be done.

    The first book I wrote is not yet published and is being edited, but that is a longer story and one I really can't wait to share.

    This book Bounty for Hunter is my second book, first to be published and first in a novella series.
    Bounty for Hunter comes out just before Christmas.  I can't wait for you all to take the exciting journey with Keylee, Hunter, Alek, Tess, Jefferson, and Thomas.

    These characters are relatable.  You can see something in all of them that you would find in everyday people.

    Keep your eyes peeled

    Thursday, December 6, 2012

    Jumping Thursday

    I have to say that today does equal the title of jumping Thursday.  Today I finished round two of edits with my editor. Took my kids to a play date, made homemade meatloaf for dinner, and got my kids rooms both cleaned for vacuuming day tomorrow.  It is amazing what you can get done when you are up at 6:30 in the morning.

    Now do I wish I could always get that much done in one day sure, does that mean it happens.  N-O-P-E.
    As I accomplished all that Thomas's Book.  Thomas's Bounty, got zero attention, laundry was ignored just as much as everything else was.  However, there is a bright side. Yes a bright side.  There is tomorrow and tonight what I don't finish.

    So back to Jumping Thursday from my little rant  LOL

    Enjoy the motivation as tomorrow is Friday.  ONE more day people and the weekend will be upon us.

    Don't forget that Bounty for Hunter will be available  right before Christmas

    Tuesday, December 4, 2012

    Bounty for Hire

    Before I started this novella series I sorted through pictures of those that I thought looked similar to what I had in my head for my characters.  How could I not.  I wanted these characters to be real.  Besides pictures always offer added bonuses when you need some motivation to write more.

    For Book 1 Bounty for Hunter.... It features Keylee.  This was my inspiration for her.

    In Book 2 of the series we meet Thomas.  Keylee's adopted brother.

    As I finish his story and move onto Jefferson and Alek's I will post more pictures of them as well as their significant others..

    I hope you enjoy as much as I  do

    Sunday, December 2, 2012

    Brace Yourself Sunday

    It is the dreaded Sunday... A day when there is football or some other sport to be looked forward to.  It is a day for families to attend church or just to be together.  A day for shopping at the last minute for all those items forgotten earlier in the week.  Or like some it is a day to brace yourself for the work week that lies ahead.  MONDAY.. (dum dum dum)

    For myself Sunday is all the above and so much more.  Footbal as it is the current sports seasons is blaring through my house.  My kids and husband are running through the house screaming at scores completed, bad calls, fights between the siblings and me just needing a moment of silence.  Sunday is laundry day.    Yes a day of REST is my day to get laundry done.  :)

    So as some brace yourself the week ahead, I look forward to it, all because of this day.  Backwards I know but I am a half full type of girl

    So Sundays in my house is about never giving up.  Though I spend Sundays with the history channel, football and a screaming family.  I take away the fun times we have.  I use those times to inspire me to keep up with my dream.

    So to everyone else.  Don't give up.  Brace yourself today for what is and what will be and look past it.  See the potential that your day or week can bring to you.  You never know what lies ahead until you try.

    Saturday, December 1, 2012

    Book Cover

    Are there words that describe how excited I am about my book cover?  Yeah I don't think there are.
    This book, this first book has been a dream for so long.

    It just goes to show you that dreams can come true.  It is all about hard work and effort.
    I won't allow myself to think negative but the fact that I am out there, putting out the book there.  Well that is just one hurdle over and several to pass.

    Being a track runner when I was school.  I know the value of patience and practise.

    I will succeed.  Is my motto

    Here is the beautiful cover Bounty for Hunter the first book in the Series

    Friday, November 30, 2012


    So I have neglected this blog for a while, as I have been trying to finish up a novella and get all my holiday shopping and eating done.  All this with one more holiday to go.

    I am hoping that next week allows more for this blog because there are several things that I want to get done.
    Alas we shall see and go from there.

    I have neglected Jumping Thursday, and I need to rectify that.  There are so many things that I need to be doing that I find myself doing the opposite.

    So I am making myself a commitment.  Going forth I will not neglect my duties, to blogging, working out, and my other wife/mother duties.

    As important writing is too me I need to do better and everything else

    Thursday, November 8, 2012

    Jumping Thursday

    Since the election is over and there are those like myself that are counting our blessings that we have our president re-elected I feel as though I should make Jumping Thursday about the fact that we are in a new era.
    An era of evolution if you will.

    We are world of people that range from White, Black, Brown, Gay, Straight, Transgender, Male, Female, Confused, Abused, Abuser, Drug Addict, Non Drug Addict and so on.

    Here is the thing.  This re-election was more than about representing our beliefs.  This election about showing the world who we are.  We are a group of people that for the first time in history voted in a openly gay woman in the senate, now how cool is that.  

    It is time for us to all step up and say we are proud of who we are.   I believe this is so true

    Embrace those that believe differently than you do.  Ask your questions, get your answers and make your own judgment.  Do not let hear say destroy your chance at learning about new things, or hinder your chance at a new friendship.  

    ACCEPTANCE, is the key for us to continue to grow. That is acceptance in everything. Religion, sexuality, baby beliefs.  If we all believed the same thing then life would be pretty boring  We as individuals make life exciting and interesting.  So lets work on that.

    So for now

    Thursday, November 1, 2012

    Jumping Thursday

    Alright so we are the day after Halloween and of course there is nothing to eat but candy which could be a good thing as NANO has begun.  Many of us are typing away figuring out where to start and there are those that already have their quota meet.  Yay for you guys... Wish I was there for you.

    However, as I am not and I have a full day of kids and chocolate faces, writing several WIP's I think it is only fitting that I find motivation.
    So I am looking and a few things

    Sunday, October 28, 2012

    Part 11

    I sat down on one of the chairs while an old lady brought some food to me. I ate every bit that was put out in front of me.  Everyone just smiled.
    We sat there for a while.  I listened to everyone talk about the devastation that Lord Arlin found, when he found me. 
    Before I was done eating Lord Alrin asked for every household member to come to the room.  He had something that he wanted to say.
    As everyone filed in he stood, wanting to make sure his voice was heard..
    “As some of you already know one of our villages has been destroyed.  All that remains is this small child.  Her name is Kyrah and she will be treated as mine and Lady Aun’s daughter.  Do you all understand me?” 
    Everyone said yes and then left the room.  I was shocked by this gesture.
    “Lord Arlin,” I said “why are you being so kind to me.”
    “Well you see you are just a child; a child that has been wronged.  I also have a feeling that I know why everyone in your village was killed. We will not discuss it now.  I want to be sure before I say anything.”
     Anien stayed by my side as everyone left the room including Arling and Aun.“It is time that you get some sleep.  I know that you don’t want to be alone, so I will stay with you.”
    I laid down on the bed and stared at him in the chair.  He too closed his eyes.  This was the last image I saw before I woke up screaming. 
    Anien was right there beside me, trying to clam me down.  I eventually fell back to sleep but this time he held me close to his body.  I slept till morning and when I woke Anien was still in bed with me.  I just smiled sitting up.  His mother Lady Aun came in the room.
    “Oh I see you had company last night.”  She was smiling as though it was normal for her son to be in a bed with a stranger.
    “He stayed with me because I was scared.”
    “That is alright child.  Anien feels protective of you.  He will be a good brother.”
    “Lady Aun, I know what Lord Arlin said that I would be treated as a daughter, but……do I have to call you mother and father?”  I had such hesitation asking but it was important to ask.
    “No child if and only if you are comfortable you can call us mother and father.  We will not push that on you.  You may call us Aun and Arlin….Okay.” 
    I could live with that for now.  I was not sure if anyone could take the place of my mother who gave her life for me, but one day I might be able to have another mother.

    Thursday, October 25, 2012

    Jumping Thursday

    On Thursday's I always get excited.  Yes, one would think that Wednesday would be exciting but for myself it is not.  I love Thursday's.  There is something about this day that has be jumping up and down.  This could be due to the fact that I worked most days from Sunday to Thursday so Thursday was my Friday. However, this could be the fact that as a child Thursdays were special days as school because Friday would be a party or a small celebration.  Whatever the reason I love Thursdays.

    So I have decided in honor of loving Thursdays I am going to start putting something up for Thursday.  It might be a sexy picture or a funny saying.  So is born Jumping Thursday.

    Hope you enjoy

    Wednesday, October 24, 2012

    Part 10

    His mother Lady Aun walked in.
    “Well, child let us get you cleaned up shall we?” 
    She and another woman undressed me and placed me in the bathing station.  It was nice and warm and smelled like lavender.  While I was in there they scrubbed my body and my hair. They did this in silence, and I too did not speak.  I was concentrating on not crying.  Remembering how my mother would bath me, she would always sing a song and then tell me a story about the Dragon that became a man for love.  So I sat there in the tub in silence.  I wanted to hear my mother’s story during this bathing.  So I told it.  Only my ears could hear this magical story.  Before I was done, Lady Aun and the other woman helped me out and started to dry my body.  I felt strange letting these women see me naked but I did not have the strength to do it myself.  Just as the older woman was drying my legs she screamed and was pointing at me leg. 
     “Child, how long have you had this?”  He voice was so intense that it worried me.
    I looked down to see what she was pointing at.  As I looked, I saw that she was pointing at my birthmark that looked like a dragon. 
    “Since I can remember. Why?  My mother says it is what makes me special.”
    You have always had this mark.” She changed her tone.  So I nodded my head.
    “Well that is very interesting.”  She said while putting a dress on me.
    Lady Aun sent the old woman out of my room, asking her to bring Lord Arlin and Anien to her.  Wrapping a fur around my body.
    Not to long after the old woman left Lord Arlin and Anien were in my room.
    “Lady Aun, this young girl is still undressed.  What are we doing up here?’
    “Husband you must see this on her leg. 
    So I stuck my leg out for all to see my mark.  I thought it was just a mark, but these people seem very interested in it. 
    “Don’t worry,” he said, “this is just very interesting." 
    The men left and Lady Aun finished dressing me.  When she was done, Lady Aun asked if I would like to eat or sleep.
    I chose eating,she then took me down stairs to get something to eat.  We made our way to this huge room.  It reminded me of the ancient time. It had this large wooden table with several chairs around it.  The room was dark it did have a few window that let some light in but it was gloomy.

    Friday, October 19, 2012

    Part 9

    I looked at Lord Arlin with concern and worry.  Where were they taking her? I silently asked. 
    “They are getting her prepared for the burial.  We can not wait to long to bury her, my dear.”
    I knew that he was right, but still it was happening too fast.
    I was not going to leave my mother. So I watched as they bathed her and re-clothed her at last the women wrapped her in white cloth.
    The men carried her out to the steps of the house once that was all completed.
    “My dear why don’t you pick the place you would like for her to be buried.  Any place you want.”
    I looked at Lord Arlin while he stated that.  Then I looked around his fortress.  As I was scanning, I found the place I knew to be perfect.  It was further back against the far end of the stone wall. 
    There were these purple flowers surrounding a large  tree.  She always liked flowers.
    The men carried her over to the place and started digging.  Lord Arlin and Lady Aun left me to be with my mother. Though I could feel their presence behind me.  It was a comfort to know that  Anien stayed at my side.  It was strange being comforted by him as we just meet.  However, I felt his connection.  It was one that I shared with my mother.    A priest said a few words as the men placed her in the ground.  I silently wept for her life, for the life she and I should have had, and for the things that she would miss.
    I held onto Anien’s hands, afraid to let go, for wanting to be buried in the ground with her.  Before her hand was buried I picked it up and kissed her good bye.
    Goodbye mother, rest now.  I am in a safe place..I think.  Watch over and keep me safe. All my heart mother.
    As the last of the dirt covered her body I knew without a doubt she was gone.  I had no strength left as I collapsed on the ground.  Anien picked up my small body, carrying me back to the house while I continued to cry on his chest.
    I finally rose my head up when we entered a big room with a few windows.  There was a bathing station in the far corner.  I was utterly exhausted but I was trying to stay awakeI was afraid I that if I closed my eyes I would see everyone that I knew dead.  Anien sat me on the bed.
     “Is this my room?” I asked.
    “It sure is, mother is coming up here very soon.  She wished to give you a proper bath and put you in different clothes.”
    I looked down at the dress I had on.  It was a little ragged but it was the dress my mother made for my seventh birthday.
    “Anien, will your mother let me keep my things?  They are all that I have left of my mom and of home.”
    “I will let her know of your wishes.”  He got up to leave but I grabbed for his hand before he got to far from me.
    “Anien, please don’t leave me.  I don’t want to me alone.” I whispered.
    “Kyrah, my room is just down the hall.  When ever you need anything I will be there.”

    Saturday, October 13, 2012

    part 8

    We stopped a few more times, though the stops were a blur.
    When we finally made it to Lord Arlin’s home.  I only knew this because Anien woke me by a quick shake of the shoulder.
    “Kyrah, here we are..look.”
    My eyes were matted, rubbing them softly I was finally able to open them wide.  When I finally looked, I saw stone walls as tall as the trees themselves if not taller.  Right before us there was a massive gate.  There were symbols all over the gate as well as a carving of a huge dragon. 
    I went through the gate feeling relieved that I was alive, but yet I could not escape the fact I was truly alone, and no mother to comfort me when I was scared.
    Lord Arlin approached a woman who stood on the steps of the home.
    “What do you we have here?” She said.  Her voice was soft almost a whisper.
    “Lady Aun, I want you to meet Kyrah.  She will be joining our family, and will treated as such.”
    “Yes husband.”
    She did not question him, just came down the step when he did to greet me.
    Anien helped me off the horse.  I walked back to the other horse that was carrying my mother.
    “Lord Arlin, what will you do with my mother?”
    Lady Aun looked at me, my mother and back at Lord Arlin with her eye brown arched.
    “Aun, this girl’s whole village and mother have all been killed."
    She nodded in understanding.
    “Kyrah, well I had thought we would bury her here.  This way she is always close to you and you would not feel so alone.”
    It was thoughtful and yet I could not hide my suspicion that there were other reason for this.
    Men soon came and took my mother from the horse, carrying her body away.

    Saturday, October 6, 2012

    Part 7

    “Where will I go Lord Arlin,?”
    “I told your mother that I would take you in, treat you as my own child.  It would be the only way to protect you.  There are men who are looking for you, we must get you out of here and quickly.  Once back at Azregard I will be equipped to protect you and will tell you more.”
    Anien turned to me, “I am very sorry about your mother.”
    “Kyrah, are you up to riding more?” asked Lord Arlin,
    “Honestly I would much rather go back home, but I know that is not possible.  So whenever you are ready we shall go.”

    I watched as the trees past by me. Staring blankly ahead was not helping me, I knew it would not change my circumstances.  I leaned back against Anien, closing my eyes..  He took one hand off the reigns and wrapped his arm around my waist offering me warmth and comfort.

    I dreamed of my mother.  We were playing in a field of purple flowers.  Her hair blew in the wind, her smile was bright as I looked at her.  My mother had very dark eyes.

      I never really noticed her eyes. 

    “I don’t know.  My mother only told me that I was special because of him, and he entrusted her to keep me safe.  Well look now… here I am safe…. but she is not.”  I was yelling in the dark.  I finally collapsed on the ground.
    “It is okay Kyrah, I will keep you safe.  You have nothing to worry about.”  I heard his voice through the darkness.  

    Friday, October 5, 2012


    Being sick sure had created a damper on my ability to get my edits done.
    I am working through it slowly and I am hoping that I have it all completed soon

    Keeping my fingers crossed and will keep you updated as well

    Friday, September 21, 2012

    Oracle's End

    First round of edits are completed.  Now onto a more intensive edit.  Correcting punctuation and grammar.
    I hope to have this book out soon.
    Keep your eyes open
    Updates will continue to follow as it gets ready

    Friday, September 7, 2012


    Well I have finished my first book and I am in the process of  editing to get it sent off.  I am totally excited about this process.  There is something to be said about seeing something from start to finish.

    Title looks like it is leaning towards   Oracle's End   but that might change at the last minute.

    Can't wait to hear from you guys on this exciting adventure that I am partaking in

    Wednesday, September 5, 2012

    Part 6

     “Anien, don’t push the child.  She just went through something horrific.  When she is ready she will talk to us." the big man announced.
    I stared at him in awe.  He was tall with big arms that looked like tree trunks.  He had light brown hair and the same blue eyes as Anien. 
    I went through my bag that Anien placed at my feet as he walked away.  He was leaving me so that the man could look at my head.  I was too scared to be alone, so I ran after him and grabbed his hand.  He followed me back down to the horse. I pointed for him to sit on the ground, but he just stood there.
    “I…am scared.”  I managed to squeak out.
    “Are you?” he asked softly.  “You want me to stay by you is that it?”
    I smiled at Anien.  He would be my friend from that point on.  What surprised me the most was the feeling of warmth that spread through my body at that realization.  While the man was looking my head over.  I heard several hums, and ohs.  But I stood still. 
     “Father, is she okay?”  Anien asked just as curious as I was.
    The big man slowly got down on his knees to look me in the eyes. “You have a few cuts on your head. But you should be okay.  When we get back to our home you will need to have something put on your head.  We do not want you to get an infection.” 
    “Father, look a note, I think this is her name.”
    The big man took the note and examined it. 
    My head was not hurting as much as before and my throat was beginning to feel slightly normal.
    The big man was still examining the note.  He looked right at me.
    “Yes, Anien it is her name.  This note her mother wrote for her.”  He paused for a minute. “Young Kyrah, my name is Lord Arlin, I rule Azregard.  When we got to you, your mother had little life left in her.  Still she was able to tell me your name and who you are, and who your father is.  I must tell you, that your mother took great risk to have you.  Do you understand this?”
    “Yes” I managed to choke out. 
    “I am sorry about your mother, my dear.”
    I looked down just a ways and saw her body was now wrapped in a blanket.  This was now her life.  I could only hope that she had found peace.  So long ago it had seemed when I watched her laugh and smile with me, but I knew there was something missing in those laughs and small smiles.  At night I could see her longing for more.  Still she said nothing, and always loved me. 

    Thursday, August 30, 2012

    Part 5

    I watched from the reflection in the water as the boy left me and walked to the big man.   The muffled sounds from where they were caused me to turn in their direction, I watched their lips moving but could not make out what they were saying, but felt as though it had something to do with me.  The boy soon walked slowly towards me holding his hands out.  I could see in his hands as he got closer that he had bread.
      “Small one, can you eat?"  I nodded for I was afraid to use my voice. "You have an injury that my father would like to look at, please come with me.”
    I tried to look my body over to see if there truly was an injury, but from my point of view I could not visibly see this injury he spoke about. I weighed my options.  The big man was with my mother and he and the boy had yet to hurt me so I nodded.  I took the bread out of his hands and was trying to tear a piece off as I starting walking back towards my mother and the big man.   As I was attempting this task I heard.
    “May I help you with that” he said reaching for my hands.  I gave the bread back and in return he handed me the piece I was working on.  As we made our way to where his father the big man was I reached for my bag.  The boy knelt down faster than me and put it into my arms.  “My name is Anien. Can you tell me your name?”
    I looked at him very puzzled. I tried to speak but my voice hurt and nothing came out.  So he handed me a jug and told me to drink.

    Tuesday, August 28, 2012

    Part 4 Truth of Crystal Eyes

    It seemed as though the journey lasted years when in truth I cannot tell you how long it lasted.  My eyes were blurred with each tree that we passed that I lost count of the seconds that i counted. It was only when we stopped at a stream, that time seem to have come back to me.  The rider that I was with got off his horse, it was when he turned to look at me that I saw he was young but older than myself.  As this boy carried me down to the stream for water and probably to clean up some I saw the big man kneeling next to his horse with a body on the ground.  I knew it was my mother, she must not have survive the journey. Was all I could think.  Yet, in my head I knew that she should have died long ago, it was her sheer will that she lived for me.  She lived to make sure I was safe. 
    I sat at the edge of the water scrubbing my face as the tears flowed. I cried for those in my village that I knew, for those babies that would never grow, never take a first step, never smell spring, I cried for my mother.  She risked every thing just to have me and then again to save me.

    Friday, August 24, 2012

    Part 3

    “Don’t be afraid child…I am not the one who did this. You must let me look at you and your mother.”  I could see him lowering himself down onto his legs.  I didn't care that his voice was soft and soothing.  With everything that I had left in my body I took one lunge at him and fell at his feet.  He looked at me with the most caring blue eyes I had seen. Looking at him I starting crying as he picked me up with such gentleness that I had only experienced with my mother.  He took me to the other rider that was with him.  As I laid cradled against this other person, 
    I watched as the big man bent down to my mother.  I saw all her strength go into wrapping her arm around his neck.  It was then I noticed her lips moving and his head nodding. 
    “What is she saying to him?” I wondered silently
    He slowly put her on his horse and then jumped up behind her.  The horse did not flitch one muscle as this big man made his jump to sit on the horse.   Even though my body was trembling with fright I some how felt safe in the arms of this other man.

    Thursday, August 23, 2012

    The Truth of Crystal Eyes-2

    When I woke up it was night, I found that I ached from a pain that was as much as a bodily hurt to an emotional one.   I slowly crawled out of my hiding spot.  I did not want to get caught.  I stuck my head out through the thick bushes that held my hiding place.  When I did not see anyone around, I slowly moved out.  In a small distance I saw a small figure lying on the ground.  I quickly took another look around, stood and walked very slowly over to that figure.  It was my mother, I think I knew that before I made my way over to her.  Her face was beaten, blood still dripping out of her ears and nose.  She had only a little breathe left in her.  I dropped at her side pulling the bag that she still clung too from her arms.  Quickly going through our bag to find a cloth to clean her face with.  As I was going through the bag I found a note folding just slightly but enough it showed that I read


    I found the cloth in the bag and started to wipe her face as my mind wondered to the fact that my mother knew something bad was going to happen.
    How could this be happening to me? I thought to myself I was just a child.
    I did not know how to find my father, where to go or how to really do anything.  So now I am here alone and in the dark with out my mother to guide me I began to cry uncontrollably looking at my mother fragile disfigured body. I laid my head down on her stomach wishing her to magically be healed of all wounds.  I had only known her my whole life, and just stories of my father who was never there. 
    I am not sure how long I laid there crying, because when I finally opened my eyes I could see a little light.  In that light I saw this white majestic figure approaching me.  I was too petrified to move. Then a man got off the majestic being. A horse it finally dawned on me.  He slowly walked over to me.  I grabbed a branch that was near my arm.  I started to swing it at him.  I did not know if he was good or bad, but he was not going to touch my mother nor I.  I was determined to fight with what little strength I had.

    Wednesday, August 22, 2012

    The Truth of Crystal Eyes

    Battles will always be fought as long as men find something to fight over.  This was the world that I was growing up in.  Men in my home of Regord were always fighting.  The current battle that was taking place was over some another Lord or King from a neighboring country wanting to expand his territory, or so my mother told me.  My mother was quickly trying to gather some things for us.  She was yelling at me the whole time.  I was not sure what she was saying, but I was pretty sure it was nothing good.  As soon as she gathered what she felt were all the things necessary my mother grabbed my hand and we flew out the door.  I felt lost in all the chaos that was around me.  My small legs were having a hard time keeping up with my mother. I was only seven years old and very frightened.
    There were men on horses with weapons in there hands.  I saw my neighbor lying on the ground bleeding from her head.  My mother did not allow time for me to stop.  She just kept pulling me while weaving in and out of everyone in the village.  We made it to the border of the forest.  My mother put me in some bushes and held me close.  I was crying silently listening to my mother trying to clam me down. 
     “Kyrah, you must be quite.  We don’t want them to find us.” 
    Just as my mother finished her sentence I heard heavy breathing.  I was squeezing my eyes shut.  I did not want to look up and see what was there.
    “Find the girl!”  I heard a young voice yell.
     Could all this be because of me? Why is all this happening?  I heard footsteps coming closer to where my mother and I were hiding. 
    Then in one instance my mother pushed me further in the bushes.  I hit my head and things were becoming blurry.  I faintly heard my mother whispering something in my ear.
     “Kyrah, what ever happens know that I love you and that I am doing this for you.  Do not forget who you are…..child.”
    Then her voice was gone and I heard her screaming, then nothing after that.