Fake Excerpt

[Sorena]

This is just a small, fake excerpt for a book I'm writing. Basically the main character and the character called Andarien are based off of me and my now ex-boyfriend. I always wondered what would happen if we broke up. I mean in the book the two just have to stay together. Anyways:

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Images sped through her mind, letting her relive every wonderful moment. The day she first set foot in Mahathrea, first encountering Andarien, the day she fell in love with him, when she told him she’d save him, when she first laid eyes on his true form, her first real conversation with him. All of these moments with those of the world she had come to love as well made her heart swell.

She was happy. For the first time in her life she knew for a fact that she was really happy. Her body felt warm, she was comfortable. All felt right.

A nudge to her arm. The images wavered. What was happening? Her world was going black. Nothing. Noise, sight, smell, taste, all was gone. Suddenly a voice entered her mind.

“Sarah? Sarah?” Another nudge. “Wake up. Open your eyes.”

Her eyelids felt so heavy. Why was she having to open them. Weren’t they just open a second ago? When had she fallen asleep.

“It’s time to wake up.” Her mother’s voice. A sharp pain in her heart woke her up. Her eyes popped open and light flooded them. Now she could move her arm. The smell of cleaners filled her nostrils as she shielded her eyes from the blinding light.

A shadow came over her and she moved her arm. There, right before her eyes, stood her mother. Red curls falling around her pale face.

“Where’s Andarien?” Sarah croaked. Her mother’s face changed, confusion showing in the wrinkles on her brow.

“Who’s Andarien, honey?”

Sitting up, Sarah looked around. She was in a dentist’s chair. Her mouth felt awkward, a slight pain throbbing in her jaw. Tears poured from her eyes and her mother began crying. Sarah knew it hurt her mother to see her in pain. She couldn’t help it. All those memories…were they really dreams?

Panic drove her muscles. She stood and went to the door. Outside the room was the hallway towards the lobby. A man walked her way. He noticed her and smiled.

“How are you feeling?” he asked as he stopped by the door, not noticing her distress. He chuckled. “Now don’t worry about talking right now. All I want you to do is go home and rest.” He looked at her mother, who was now dabbing at her eyes with a pocket tissue. “Here is the prescription for her pain medication. She can’t have any solid food for a while.” Her mother took the white slip from his hand. Then the man handed over something resembling an extra long sock. Inside were packs of cold gel. “She is to wear this as often as possible. When it gets warm just pop it in the freezer for fifteen minutes and it should be good.” With one last smile in her direction the man continued. “Well that’s it. Have a nice day.”

As they left the office and Sarah slowly got into the car her mind felt fuzzy. The shock was beginning to wear off and now she felt as if she could sleep forever. That’s all she wanted. If all those images were nothing but dreams, let her sleep for eternity then. She didn’t want this world if she couldn’t have Andarien or her new friends.

“Are you ok, honey?” Her mother said, her voice sounding distant. She merely grunted her reply as her head tilted toward the window and she fell asleep again.

A jolt rocked her forward and she opened her eyes. The door into the entryway stood open. Keys jangled as her mother pulled them from the ignition. With one worried looked in her direction, her mother unbuckled her own and then Sarah’s seatbelt she got out of the car and came around to help Sarah out. They went into the house together and Sarah got into bed, not bothering to changed clothes.

The pillows were stacked high so she could sleep sitting up. As she sat there, her eyes looking but seeing nothing, her mother wrapped the cold pack around her head.

“Now you have to eat something before you can take your medicine. Do you want yogurt?”

She barely nodded.

After her yogurt and her pill she was left alone. Her heart thumped slowly against her rib cage, every beat letting her know she was alive, every beat telling her that this was real. Breathing felt less than involuntary. It was as if she was stuck in someone else’s body, watching through their eyes all the happenings of their day. Now she knew how Andarien must have felt.

A tear escaped. She couldn’t think like that any more. He wasn’t real. He couldn’t be if she was with her mother now, if the sound of the name Andarien was alien to everyone. What would happen to her now? She felt empty. It was as if her soul had been sucked from her and yet she still lived. Could a body really live without a soul? How would that be? An emotionless shell going through life pretending to be human.

That was not an existence. Existence was with Andarien. Existence had to mean happiness. But then…what was this?

Tingling throughout her body. Warmth flooding her veins. Eyes feeling heavy. The drugs were kicking in. Slowly darkness enveloped her. Wonderful darkness, wonderful Andarien. He was darkness.

Her mother walked back into the room, her mind on a dress in the closet. She glanced at Sarah. Relief filled her. A small smile curved the corners of her daughter’s lips as she slept.

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Sorry for the length I originally posted this to my DeviantArt account.

[Vman]

I really like this, it makes me interested in the overall story without giving away too much.

[Sorena]

Tankies ^_^

Don't quite have the real plot for this story down yet. Only have the plot for two books really. There are probably 7 in all.

[Vman]

Well then I'll look forward to seeing them on shelves some day. Hopefully soon. I've pretty much ripped my way through all my other series.

[Sorena]

Haha. It'll be a while I think. I'm not sure if I want to write this one book which is basically a prologue book to the series because every time I try to write it after a while it just doesn't come out right.

The one that's the first one of the actual series has well over 50,000 words written because I used it for this thing called NaNoWriMo, so apparently it's the length of a novel. But its barely just begun.

I only like to write when I feel passionate about it and sometimes I just run out of steam.

[Vman]

Oh well I'll just have to be patient then. Stick to what feels right when you are writing. As for the prologue book, the nice thing I see these days is that many writers choose to launch right into their story and give you background little by little of the course. Nothing wrong with a nice introduction book though.

[Sorena]

Yeah I do give bits of background info in the actual series but sometimes I feel like it's just so confusing. A prologue book would make things easy for those readers who just can't hold that much information at once. Not to mention the prologue is a rather awesome story in itself.

One thing about the prologue is that there are characters in the prologue that will be in the main series as well.

See this world that the series takes place in has a time flow different than our own world. The main characters of the series are reincarnations of the main characters from the prologue. There were these kids (four, two age 11, once age 17 and one age 23) that the main characters knew really well that also happen to be in the main series which takes place 15 years after the prologue book considering the other world's time.

It's a bit confusing. There are two worlds, the one we live in and the other one. The other one (in the main series) has been in existence for 15 years where as in our world it's been over 300 years. I think that makes it easier to understand.

But yeah so in the prologue you see these kids when they're young and then in the main series you get to see them again but they're all adults now. I find that pretty neat.

[Vman]

It sounds like a really interesting concept. Honestly if the whole thing is as good as the part you've already shown than I don't think you have anything to worry about.