RYDER ON THE STORM.....just a little excerpt showing a bit of Storm's reason for running in the first place.
One horrifying vision, one moment,
changed everything about her, made her hate herself in ways that did not make
sense, made her miss her mother and most of all, made her want to apologize to
Sophie for the tears she’d wept at that first vision. Storm understood everything after her death
vision, understood even among Seers she would be an anomaly, hunted by her kind
and coveted by the Immortals as a weapon.
The Seer’s Circle would imprison her or kill her to prevent the Immortals
from collecting her. The Immortals would
track her and imprison her to be their fortune teller. Either way, she would not be allowed to
remain free. No matter how strong her
family’s influence. So, Storm ran. To save herself and her family she left. In the end, it merely delayed the
inevitable.
After years without answers, Storm stood
in the place where it all began. She
dropped her bags on the bed and peeled off the sweat-drenched clothing. A cool shower would set things right, at least
for the moment. Destiny may be
unavoidable, but it certainly could wait a little while longer, until she had a
shower at least.
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