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It’s autumn, and Jack is on his way home to the reservation he ran away from as a young man. But instead of palettes of coloured leaves drifting lazily to the ground, it’s snowing, cold, and dreary, and mirroring the feelings in his guts.
A yearly summons to join the family hunt camp is tinted with concerns about the health of his beloved grandfather. So Jack must head back, back to his beginnings, and everything he has ever tried to forget.
But this time, something is waiting for him. Something sinister and terrifying is lurking in the woods. This time, will Jack be the hunter—or will he be the prey?
An excerpt from
Huntin' by V.L.Murray
"Usually it was Hawk who called to her from above and helped her on her day’s journey, communicating with single piercing cries whenever she needed guidance. Hawk would appear in her dreams, sometimes showing the future.
He had come two weeks ago as she was dreaming, and told her the story of the hunt camp to come. She sighed again with resolve, knowing what she must do if Spirit was ever to return to her beloved son. Now, Wolf howled once more, and this time Jack looked up as if listening to its voice.
“I think he’s calling to you, my son. Wolf has been around a lot lately.”
A wry smile touched Jack’s face. “Maybe it’s just because he’s being driven out of his habitat by all the construction around here. Maybe he’s just complaining. I would.”
There was no point in arguing. He would understand soon enough. Now, she needed to continue her preparations for their journey. Much food had to be assembled, equipment and clothing, tools and tents. There were lots of things to do. And then there was some personal preparation she needed to finish. She hoped Hawk would come tonight in her dreams and refresh her memory of the future to be. She would find some sage for smudge and make herself ready for the night."
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A Hallowe'en Tale
This is a story for teens, although I think any age group will enjoy it. Here is a little about it and an excerpt to wet your taste buds...
An ancestor’s execution for witchcraft and Hallowe’en collide when friends find themselves caught, in a ripple in time.
A Hallowe'en Tale
by V.L.Murray
The Story...
It’s the most exciting night of the year in their town, as Olivia and friends prepare for the annual Hallowe’en celebration. When the teens set off for the party, Olivia’s mother asks them not to take the rural back lane to the old southern mansion where the event is to be held.
Ignoring her mother’s request, they find themselves crashing into trees in the near darkness before reaching the rear grounds of the mansion. When a gallows suddenly appears out of nowhere, the teens realize they may be about to witness a hanging. Could this be the ghost of Olivia’s ancestor? The one executed for witchcraft?
Olivia’s stubborn curiosity overwhelms her friends’ fear, and she leads them into an adventure the teens could never have foreseen when they encounter a glimpse into history.
Excerpt from the story:
The path appeared to be darker than Olivia had imagined, especially on this full moon night. There seemed to be a lot of eerie shadows, and the occasional hoot of an owl or cry of some other wild creature coming from the woods.
“Wow, it’s hard to see.” Artesia clung to Olivia’s arm. “Whose idea was it to come through the fields again? Didn’t your mom tell us not to take this route?
Olivia’s stubborn character refused to allow her to even contemplate she may have made a poor choice, but her friend wasn’t going to let it go.
She stopped to fix Artesia’s green fairy wing. It was hanging at an unusual angle and she hoped it hadn’t broken when they both crashed into that tree.
Olivia wished she had brought a flashlight. I’m such an idiot! How could I come this way and not even bring a light? She was having a bit of trouble negotiating the terrain. Her floor length, heavy black skirt was certainly warm enough for this slightly chilly autumn evening, but it dragged on the ground and so she kept tripping on the hem.
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