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Forsyth Turn never wanted to be a hero. And yet, even in the Overrealm, a hero is what he'll be. After their last adventure in Hain, Forsyth expected to return to the life he'd built with Pip and Alis, his days of magic and heroics behind him. But then Pip starts suffering night terrors laced with images of glowing ivy and Elgar Reed calls with fears of bizarre threats and a man garbed all in black. But there is no magic in the Overrealm. Forsyth refuses to believe that anything other than mundane coincidence is at work-until Elgar's stalker leaves him a message too eerie and specific to ignore. Now, he has to face the possibility that Pip's dreams and Elgar's fears are connected . . . and that maybe they weren't the only ones to escape the pages of The Tales of Kintyre Turn. And if that's the case, it's going to take more than a handful of heroes to save the day this time. It's going to take an army. Luckily, Reed fans are legion. A stunning conclusion to the series, #TheSilencedTale is a genre-bending whirlwind that breathes life into the idea that the power of story lies not just with the creator, but with the fans who love it.  "The Silenced Tale" is available from Reuts Publications: http://www.reuts.com/product-category/adult/ Add to your GoodReads shelf: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/25024498-the-silenced-tale  Read the sneak preview on Wattpad  https://www.wattpad.com/496032557-the-silenced-tale-two Art by Melaamory, Sarolta Ben, and Reno #bevel #elgar #elgarreed #fantasy #fantasyadventure #forsyth #inclusion #jmfrey #kintyre #meta #metafiction #pip #theaccidentalturnseries #theforgottentale #thesilencedtale #theuntoldtale #kintyreturn #forsythturn #ebooks #cheapebook #lucypiper #pip #beveldom

Original Portrait 2013

I opened my eyes to see the light brown fabric of the roof above me. Struggling to stretch my limbs between the car seats, my body cracked and ached like a hatching egg as I stretched. I breathed in the morning as I sat under my blanket in the back seat. The light was just beginning to come up over the Oregon mountains. With nothing else to consider, I climbed into the drivers seat and started the engine. In silence I pulled out of the Motel parking lot, it's paying guests still sleeping soundly. As I pulled onto the highway North, I pushed in my CD, and turned up the volume to greet the sunrise. However filled with loss, fatigue, and anticipation.. I was as free as I had ever been.

I want to live by the sea But not for those sunny days filled with tourists and umbrellas And sunburnt children wading in the shallows I want to live by the sea for those stormy hours in the evening when the clouds have scared everyone away And only the few searching souls have donned their raincoats And braved the weather for a slow walk along the cliffs I need to live by the sea Perhaps I would find my lover there I would first spot him from my balcony walking along the shore a floppy eared companion by his side sand between his toes And a dreamy melancholy in his eyes He wouldn't see me at first But I would see him And I would know That he needed to live by the sea.