Excerpt from The Word Changers: A Christian Fantasy for Young Adults
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The moment she began to fall, Posy forgot everything except her descent.
She even forgot how she had come to be falling in the first place.
Everything behind her grew faint and far, and everything in front of her
seemed a black void. Gravity worked backward, and her racing speed
slowed. Now she floated, like a dry leaf, or a page torn from a book.
Gradually she felt nothing at all.
And the entire time she was falling, she could hear voices, hollow and wide-flung, pulling her back from the precipice. Posy lifted a heavy hand to swat awkwardly at her face.
“You’ve come at last, my dear,” said the voice nearest her. “And about time, too.” Posy attempted to open her eyes, only to find it difficult. Was that the brush of a feather on her brow? She groaned in frustration at the weighted feeling she couldn’t shake.
A woman’s voice came faintly from a distance. "Will it work?"
“Well, their looks are quite different, I must say.” Now a man’s deep tones.
“It was what Your Majesty wanted, if I may remind you,” the answer came smoothly. “And after all, it is much too late now to send her back.”
“Let us hope it is only for a short time,” the woman spoke again, with a slight accent of distaste. “But see. The princess begins to wake.”
Why are they speaking so strangely? Posy’s thoughts crawled sluggishly into her head, And it is almost as if they are speaking about me ... Did someone just say ... ‘Princess’?
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And the entire time she was falling, she could hear voices, hollow and wide-flung, pulling her back from the precipice. Posy lifted a heavy hand to swat awkwardly at her face.
“You’ve come at last, my dear,” said the voice nearest her. “And about time, too.” Posy attempted to open her eyes, only to find it difficult. Was that the brush of a feather on her brow? She groaned in frustration at the weighted feeling she couldn’t shake.
A woman’s voice came faintly from a distance. "Will it work?"
“Well, their looks are quite different, I must say.” Now a man’s deep tones.
“It was what Your Majesty wanted, if I may remind you,” the answer came smoothly. “And after all, it is much too late now to send her back.”
“Let us hope it is only for a short time,” the woman spoke again, with a slight accent of distaste. “But see. The princess begins to wake.”
Why are they speaking so strangely? Posy’s thoughts crawled sluggishly into her head, And it is almost as if they are speaking about me ... Did someone just say ... ‘Princess’?
Read more.
Return to Product Information Page.