Inspiration comes from so many sources. Music, other fiction, the non-fiction I read, TV shows, films, news reports, people I know, stories I hear, misheard words or lyrics, dreams
Trudi CanavanWhat was I thinking? Of all the assistants I could have wound up with, why did I have to choose the one with the scary mother and troublemaking in his bloodlines? I am doomed.
Trudi CanavanNodding, Cery strode to the door and stepped through. Though the burly guards eyes him suspiciously, Cery smiled back. Never make enemies of someone's lackeys, his father had taught him. Better still, make them like you a lot.
Trudi CanavanTayend nodded. โI know it wonโt. I admit I was worried about you, but you are still your old self, underneath.โ Dannyl straightened in protest. โUnderneath what?โ The Elyne stood up, waving one hand in Dannylโs direction. โAllโฆthat.โ โIโm reeling at your descriptive clarity,โ Dannyl told him.
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