A Writer's Dream

This is a request from the bottom of my heart. Somewhere out there, I put a piece of my soul into this book, dreaming of the day it would find its readers.

I'm asking you, begging you... please be one of my readers.

If you've ever wanted to support an author's dream, if you've ever wanted to get in on the ground floor of a new series you can fall in love with, please give The Shadow Realm Chronicles: Maeve a chance. This is how dreams live or die.

Please. Read it. Fall in love.

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Kindest reader, as you hurry past,

The silent shelves, I pray you pause at last.

I kneel a beggar at the gate, you see,

Pleading for just one hour of your life from me.

Within these pages rests a hollow ache,

The very soul I sacrificed for the writing's sake.

Don't let my effort vanish, spent in vain;

Please lift the cover, try to read the strain.

I didn't simply type these words you'll find;

I opened up the labyrinth of my mind.

I harvested my fear and all my joy,

To forge a living entity you can employ.

This is a sanctuary, a strange, new sky,

A battlefield beneath your watchful eye,

Created from the desperate visions' dawn,

A world for you to walk upon.

My truest ambition holds no worldly sum;

It is the hope a stranger's mind will come

To take the seed I sank within the deep.

I long to know that one more witness keeps

The hero's final cry, the villain's twisted art.

This tapestry of time, woven from my heart,

Will vanish into the void, a lonely scope,

If you don't grant my silent work your hope.

The fear that chills me is the thought I built

This all for nothing, and the ink I spilt—

The torrential downpour of my effort's might—

Will leave no trace upon the public light,

Remaining zero. My greatest, mirrored dream:

To see the characters I love reflected in a stream

Of reader's gaze, and know that I completed true,

A mortal work within these days for you.

So I implore you, grant this silent plea,

A whisper breathed into the air for thee.

Take this completed vessel of my soul and show

That you care. Lend me your eyes, let the ink flow

And breathe, let the rhythm catch and pull you deep inside.

For one brief moment, set your world aside,

Be my sole witness, be my guiding star,

And show me what my lonely labors are.

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