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WIP INTRO - Sunless Ground

Genre: Adult contemporary fantasy. Sequel to Seventh Virtue.

Status: Currently drafting / NaNoWriMo project

Synopsis: Harrison is in danger. Captured at the Seventh Roost in a deal that freed Reeve, there’s no way to escape—especially as he’s seemingly made enemies with the man he cares for most. Reeve is unhappy. While physically free from her family’s terror, she spends most of her time worrying for friends she’s not sure are still alive, and resentful of Darren, the man who helped get her out. But when Darren goes missing and Lonan narrowly escapes the Seventh Roost—without Harrison—it seems things couldn’t get worse. Without the protection of Lonan and with his own death impending, Harrison makes internal allies—one of whom is harbouring secrets more sinister than anyone’s expected. Meanwhile, Reeve fixates on searching for the Fourth Virtue whose tragic history could be the key to ending her family’s tyranny, and most importantly, reuniting her with Harrison.

Setting: Manhattan NY, Buffalo NY

Vibe: Houses burning down, a lonely cabin in the woods, shattered prayer candles, icy landscapes, hands almost touching, scraped knuckles, fiery sunsets.

Characters:

Harrison Frost (narrator - 26) | loyal, impulsive, dependable, stubborn

Reeve Aldaine (narrator - 24) | persistent, observant, reclusive, unreliable

Lonan Clark (26) | logical, introspective, ambitious, impulsive

Darren Peterson (27) | sensible, focused, compassionate, reliable

Callahan Stenbeck (27) | assertive, vigilant, patient, cunning

Foster Creed (24) | empathetic, intuitive, wistful, unassuming

Excerpt:

She could lie to herself. Say she’s gotten used to waking every morning at yolky dawn in the bedroom she occupies alone. She’s gotten used to the scalding silence at midnight and gotten used to lighting the candlestick on the nightstand even in the middle of the day. The same instant peach oatmeal Darren keeps buying every time he treks out to the city because she said she liked it once. She can’t bring herself to tell him she can’t handle the flavour anymore, the way she’s gotten used to it and the way she’s gotten used to her hair getting longer, nearly touching her shoulders, the way she’s gotten used to her waxen face in the bathroom’s uncovered mirror. She could lie. But nothing changes the truth even when she stays up all night, rocking back and forth, hoping something will. She made it out—no more running, no more hiding. It’s a good thing, and yet the prospect is so lonely, so frightening, that she sometimes considers walking into the woods until she makes it out the other side a woman who did not survive alone.

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