I came across some old novel notes while digging for some background for Book Three. It’s the type of scrawling that sounds good, but probably will not make it into the books themselves. It seemed a same to leave them in a Purgatory-like state, so I’m typing up some of my favorites. That said, I must also admit that some of it might be lacking in maturity– but it’s still meaningful to me. Happy reading!
Velvet of night, black as the darkest of evil hearts, embraced the sparse branches of the woods that winter. Among the snow and frost that covered the ground like a swamp among the black trees, though with a crystalline sparkle, the only thing to shroud the beat was the blanket of night. Its body heaved among the branches of a tree, its tail hanging down like yet another branch.