Time Thief is the new novel I am working on and I thought you might like to see a snippet…
Adam sat heavy on the residual limb of the once magnificent tree that stood proud in that spot. He ran his fingers along the rings that marked the decades that it stood strong and cradled the sky in its branches. Yet, it rose up no more. Someone wiped its life clear with the sweep of a powerful tool. Just as Horacio would do to him if he didn’t get the answers he needed. Adam needed to be one with the Earth. Adam needed to seek solace. He needed answers. He needed The Great Mother.
Adam was made from clay and water. He was dried by the wind and the sun and cooled by the night sky and the moon. He was nature. He was a part of the very dust most wiped from their shoes. Adam lowered himself to nature’s floor and crossed his powerful legs beneath him, he leaned forward and sifted his thick fingers down through the layer of leaves and over grown grass until his fingertips touched the loamy soil beneath. He stiffened his fingers and dug down as far as the soil would allow without force.
Adam’s eyes drifted closed as his connection deepened. He felt the vibrations of life through his fingers. He could smell the richness of the soil as his fingers raked deeper. He felt the breeze dance across his skin. He felt the pulse of water that lay far below the land he rested on. He felt Her heartbeat. He felt Mother. He held her in his hand and asked for help.
Great Mother Earth, hear me. I need your help. I must find the man who wronged my Master. I must find the man who drew the blood of an innocent, a healer in her own right. Help me feel him, Great Mother. Help me find the man who saw his life as more important than another.
He closed his mind to the external and opened his heart to the natural world. He felt nature move around him, beneath him, and above. Adam opened his eyes to look deeply into the eyes of a massive buck that watched him with curiosity. Its nose danced as it inhaled Adam’s scent. To the animal, Adam would smell of the land and not of man. The buck snorted and turned and walked away. After a hand full of steps the creature stopped and looked back to Adam and snorted again. Adam stood and followed the graceful animal as he moved through a wooded area and then an open field until he stopped at the edge of the clearing near a highway. The buck lifted his head in the air and sniffed the wind then snorted toward Adam as he swung his head in the direction of a motel across the pavement. Adam stepped closer to the buck and lowered his head in honor, “Thank you, brother.” With a flick of its tail the buck bounded away.
And…cue the critiques –