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So today, I'm going to share a sneak peak!
“When I open my eyes, I
will be back in my own bed, and this Water Princess business will have all been
just a bad dream.”
“I’ve got to get back home.”
“When I open my eyes, I
will be back in my own bed, and this Water Princess business will have all been
just a bad dream.”
Clara opened her eyes to find herself staring up at the velvet
curtains of the canopy bed that was in the Blue Room. She rolled her eyes, and
then squeezed them shut again.
“Let’s try this again. In any normal situation, I would be waking up
back at home and I would not be a prophesied hero who has to fight a crazy
dragon lady.”
She opened her eyes again. Still in the canopy bed.
She sat up. Obviously, this was a bit more than just a dream.
Frowning, she pulled back a corner of the curtain, only to be hit by a blast of
cold air. “Oh, that’s right,” she muttered. “It’s winter here.”
She shoved the curtain closed and buried herself in the blankets
again. Normally, she didn’t stay in bed very long in the morning, but normally
she also awoke in her own bed – or at least in a bed in her own world.
“This isn’t a dream,” she whispered, making herself hear it. “Unless
I’m in a coma, and I frankly doubt that. Coma dreams are usually crazier than
this.”
It was true. The events of the night before were far too orderly and
logical for them to have been a dream. Sure, the water was rather vividly
colored, and there was the whole Water Princess business, but no one had
randomly sprouted a second head, and beyond the sudden plunge from swimming
pool to waterfall, there had been no illogical changes of setting.
“Time to start believing impossible things. I’ve a ways to go if I’m
to catch up to six.”
An uncomfortable scratch rose in the back of her throat, and she felt
the unmistakable prick of tears. Swallowing and taking several deep breaths,
she squeezed her eyes shut.
“Get ahold of yourself, Clair!” she scolded herself. “Winners don’t cry.
Olympic champions don’t cry. A true
master is in control of her emotions at all times.”
She lay there, repeating those words for several minutes, and then
sat up.
“I’ve got to get back home.”
I have to say, at first I wasn't vinterested in this book but it's starting to look really good and interesting. I enjoyed this excerpt! I think I would like to read this once it's out.
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"I will not say, 'Do not weep,' for not all tears are evil."
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I loved this part. Especially this:
ReplyDelete"Let’s try this again. In any normal situation, I would be waking up back at home and I would not be a prophesied hero who has to fight a crazy dragon lady.”
She opened her eyes again. Still in the canopy bed."
XD Oh, Clara.