Long Time Brewing.

Alright... I've decided this post is gonna be short and sweet. Short and sweet posts I like for a few reasons. The main one is that you don't feel like you're spending your entire day reading one blog post.

Anyways, I wrote a little scene. It doesn't have any spoilers... yet it is quite intriguing. His has been brewing in my mind for a while and i finally realized the piece that made it all click.
If anyone wants to read it, head over to the little tab at the top of the page called "Writing Bits"

Thanks! Love Ya bunches.

Music While writing this post: Hit It by American Authors

Story Seeds.

Say you are in the middle of making your bed in the morning and suddenly barely a few seconds of an idea run through your mind. An image of a few characters doing something, saying something, expressing something... And you just feel the need to get it out. 

get it out in your best notebook.

The image continues to play over and over in your mind. It is barely a few seconds. I could give you some of my examples...
...There was an idea for:

• The Gift, actually it was one line of dialogue with a fierce expression that opened up the possibility of someone who is now one of the main characters in the story. 
• My rune story, I have this image of the two main characters standing in front of a giant abandoned building with spires that seem to stretch into the sky nearly eaten by the dark night.
• The Enchantress, one of the very first images that popped into my mind and eventually spurred the entire story was of Skyler sitting on her bed clutching a small butterfly charm that hangs around her neck... one of the few tokens she has of her missing brother.
• My light story... just the image of some epic dude standing in the middle of a mosaic like patio bathed in sunlight; pillars circle around him. Intense expression on his face and and hands spread out as he stares at something far off.
• Parallel, I have the image of someone running down the middle of the street... he is afraid of something...
• 24 hours? Just the simple image of someone sitting up in the middle of the night from a bad dream... remembering something he shouldn't. Dun dun dun!
• Swapped? A scowl. that's it. A painful look in the eyes. She's angry, about something... I don't even know what yet. (this story has a connection with Parallel)
• In the deep. Duh. The image of someone underwater, but not drowning.

Well... if you ever do get an idea like this. WRITE IT DOWN. Do not forget it!  These things are important. You can't let go of something awesome like that!

and if possible use sharpie pens. always sharpie pens.

Little epic parts, or cute little scenes from movies and books are what give us, in a fangirl term, feels. Feels. Feels. Feels. Feels.
Yes writers get them too. If you get feels while writing, chances are, someone else might as well. So, don't let go of that image or mini scene that plays over in your head. Especially if it gives you feels.

Flashbacks

So recently in my book I have switched between point of views between three or four different people. The two main POV are Skyler and Chandler. Obviously, they are the main characters, but every five or six chapters I will go into a 3rd person POV with a supporting character... No... he's more of a main character... ...Either way, he is important to the story. Anyways, because of the insane amount of back story this guy has, I feel the need to do flashbacks.

Oh look. I'm crazy.*

Flashbacks aren't a bad thing. I mean I certainly like them in books. I absolutely loved Kaladin's flashbacks in the Way Of Kings. Darrow's in Chanters of Tremaris was well done. Looking through the pensieve in Harry Potter was definitely good. 

But there is one thing that flashbacks must have: A relevance to the story.

Flashbacks must come with a purpose. You probably shouldn't just throw a random flashback at the reader if it is not relevant to the story line at all. Now it doesn't need to seem relevant at the time that the reader gets the flashback, but it does need to make sense why we learned about this past event later on in the story.

I personally love writing flashbacks for this character. It shows such a different side of him that is buried deep and hidden away in the present time of the book. It gives you a better perspective of what is actually going on in this guy's head. (Don't tell me to write him in first person because I am not that brave.)

Because this is such a serious blog post.

I want to do the same thing with another character I have. His past is... well it has a ton of holes. Right now, the reader barely knows much about what happened to him up until he meets Skyler. I want to give him flashbacks as well, but I can't decide if they will just be informative, or actually relevant.

Maybe you should just pretend you don't know me...

And then there are those scenes that pretty much all readers crave for. You know the cute little touching ones that were mentioned but never actually written? Well I have a few of those, don't worry, they will actually go in the book.

So what do you think? What are some of your favorite flashbacks? They can be from any story, movie or book. I'm simply curious.

Music while writing this post: Counting Stars by OneRebublic.

*Hey. You know you have pictures of yourself with crazy faces. I'm just not ashamed of the ones I have...

Exaivier.

Alright guys...
(Everyone who has heard me obsessing about this for the past few days, you have the clearance to leave.)
I found him. I found Exaivier.
Actually... His name is David Giuntoli*...

Look. He even has a sword.

But this guy is probably the closest I will ever come to Exaivier. It actually really truly blows my mind how close he is to Exaivier. Just saying...

 So I'm just going to post the pictures I have found of this guy with the perfectly perfect Exaivier expressions. Because there are a few of them, and those of you who know the character might know what they are.

But I mean really though. This really excites me! 

Just as a side note... I wonder how actors and actresses would feel if they knew how excited I get when I place THEIR face to one of my characters...

*I do know that he is from the tv show Grimm. Where do you think I found him?

Music while writing this post? Selene by Imagine Dragons (Who else?!)

Oh horray!

Well, it took forever. But I finally chose on one of the reading prompts left for me. Except... I sort of wrote a little for all of them. I'm only going to show you one now... because I only finished one completely. 

But... Here is the one I chose: What if they're on their way to the campsite and they wander through a town (not on the map) that is TOTALLY empty. Basically, anything not connected to the ground is gone––food, vehicles, furniture, animals, PEOPLE. The next morning (after they've left the creepy village), they notice things missing, and this pattern continues, so that each morning when they wake up, something is missing. Until, after x amount of days, they wake up and… a person is gone! So then they only have one day to stop whatever is happening because another person might disappear the next morning!! Victoria Johnson was the one who gave it to me. Thanks Tori!

 So first, before I start, I just want to give you a picture* to help with the imaginings of the area... This was the closest thing I could find to what I imagined.

This kind of captures the eerie feel I wanted...

...Okay. So you don't have to read it. But if you do I'll love you forever. Enjoy!

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“Tell me again why we are walking to the campsite?” Skandar asked Exaivier, “There were four perfectly capable horses. Or, here’s an idea, we could just teleport.”

Exaivier shook his head, “Skandar, not even I have been to the place we are going, and it would be dangerous to bring a horse through these trails.”

I looked around at the vast canopy of leaves above me, rays of sunlight poked through sparingly. It was the middle of the day and the forest around us was still relatively dim. The trail we were walking along had protruding tree roots and half buried rocks with every other step.

“What is that?” Skyler asked, pointing in the distance.

“Skyler,” Skandar said to his sister, “you should know by now, that the only one who is capable of knowing what you see is Chandler. Mine and Exaivier’s eyesight is not as… capable as yours and his.”

Skyler looked at me, “Can you see it?”

I looked in the direction she was pointing, squinting slightly. At first I thought I didn’t see anything, but after tuning out my hearing for a moment I was able to make out a small building about a mile away from where we were standing.

“What is it?” Skandar asked as I blinked slowly and let my hearing return to normal.

“It looks like a house,” I said slowly.

Exaivier raised an eyebrow, “We aren’t near anything on the map…”

“Maybe there is a secret civilization living right under our noses,” Skandar said with a wide grin.

“Its more likely that it is someone’s private cabin,” I replied, thoughtful.

“Well there is only one way to find out,” Skyler raised her eyebrows and skipped ahead of us.

Exaivier rolled his eyes, Skandar eyed him; “You’re probably wondering why she is the Enchantress, aren’t you?”

Exaivier shook his head, “Of course not. If Skyler were as boring as I am then Altedaron would surely be doomed.”

By the time we caught up with Skyler, she was already in front of the building she’d spotted. It was much bigger than a schoolhouse, and by the looks of its condition it hadn’t been visited in some time. The roof sagged a bit, and half of the windows were cracked or shattered. Green moss grew along the outer walls helping the small building blend in with the trees.

“Do you recognize this?” Skyler asked Exaivier, he obviously being the oldest of our group, was the most likely to have seen it before.

Exaivier shook his head, his brown and gray eyes narrowed, “I haven’t ever been in this part of the forest, but it has the same structure of a house that stood in my hometown a few hundred years ago…”

“You think its that old?” I asked, “just by looking at it?”

“It’s only a guess,” he said simply.

Skandar stepped forward cautiously, peering into one of the windows, “The entire place is empty…”

“Maybe whoever lived here took everything with them.” Skyler offered with a teasing smile.

“There are more houses,” Exaivier said, his eyes scanning the area.

“More?” Skandar asked, turning.

Exaivier was right, along with the small house, twenty or so more buildings stood scattered around the area. A few houses had trees growing out of them, and two of them had completely collapsed from decay.

“This was a village,” Skyler said with amazement, “Who would live so far away from everything else?”

“Thieves,” Skandar replied, “or perhaps omas… depending on how old the village is.”

I spun around as a twig snapped behind me; Exaivier raised an eyebrow in curiosity as I began to move around the house.  I wrapped my fingers around the hilt of my sword as I rounded the corner, holding my breath.

I didn’t know what to expect, but was relieved when I only found more trees. I turned to rejoin the group but jumped slightly as I ran straight into Skyler.

“Skyler…” I exhaled, “please…”

She laughed softly, “What are you looking for?”

I shrugged, “I thought I heard something.”

Her blue and green eyes seemed to sparkle with mischief as she laughed again, “You get spooked easily?”

I shook my head and moved around her, “In situations like this?” I turned the corner and she followed, “Absolutely.”

Skyler continued to smile at me, amused that I was easily spooked by being in a ghost town. I didn’t understand why she found it so amusing, there was nothing amusing about a ghost town, even if it was small.

“Why don’t we just stay here for the night?” Skandar suggested with wide playful eyes, I groaned inwardly.

Exaivier shrugged and looked to Skyler and me for agreement to Skandar’s idea. I said nothing but Skyler nodded, “We could all use a good ghost story.”

“I’m sleeping with my sword under my pillow,” I muttered.

Skandar laughed and clapped me on the back, “It will be fun Chandler.”

“I don’t know about that,” Exaivier said slowly, “but I won’t deny it will be interesting camping in the middle of an abandoned village.”

“Chandler is afraid that an army of undead soldiers are going to attack us while we are sleeping,” Skyler told Skandar and Exaivier with a small shrug.

I stared at Skyler incredulously, “I didn’t say that, I only said that staying here is little ominous…”

Skandar pulled off his backpack and then laid out his bedroll on one of the less uneven parts of the ground, “If I die before tomorrow morning, then you can say ‘I told you so.’”

I nodded, “Comforting.”

“Maybe we should just have Exaivier send a thick blanket of magic into the air,” Skyler said, putting her bedroll down a few feet away from Skandar’s, “It will make all of us giddy.”

“That is not a good idea,” Exaivier countered Skyler almost instantly.

I dropped my pack to the ground and laid out my bedroll. As soon as I was seated on the thin cushion of blankets Skandar announced, “I’ll be back. I’m going to see if I can find any dry wood for a fire.”

“I’ll help,” Exaivier said, rising to his feet and joining Skandar.

Skyler and I watched the two of them walk away; as soon as they were out of earshot Skyler said, “It isn’t that bad, Chandler.”

I nodded, “I know… I just don’t like the feeling I get here. Its too quiet.”

“What is that supposed to mean?” Skyler asked.

“I can’t hear… anything.” I said after a moment, “Birds… insects… even wind.”

Skyler looked around, she seemed to catch on. “I suppose it is a little strange.”

“Well as long as I’m not the one who dies,” I said, “We can stay here as long as we want.”

The next morning started slowly, considering none of us knew what we wanted to do. Exaivier had planned for us to camp a few miles away at an actual campsite. It surprised me that no one had heard of the eerie town, considering how close it was.

“Exaivier,” Skandar said, digging through his belongings, “Did you do anything with my sword?”

“Skandar, I have my own. Why would I take yours?” Exaivier replied.

“Not to mention his is hard to use,” Skyler uttered to me.

“I heard that Skyler,” Skandar said with a flat stare.

I laughed softly; Skyler was right, of course. Skandar’s sword had a blade on both sides of the hilt. It was one of the first weapons he learned how to use, so he could swing it as naturally as a normal sword, but it wasn’t something that any of the rest of us tried to use often.

“Where did you leave it?” Exaivier asked.

“It was strapped to my back when we set up camp last night,” Skandar replied, “I didn’t take it off until I went to sleep.”

“Where did you put it when you took it off, Skandar?” Skyler said.

“Right next to me,” he exclaimed. After a moment of staring at the three of us he began to chuckle, “Come on, give it back. I know one of you took it.”

I shook my head, “I didn’t take it.”

Exaivier rolled his eyes and continued to mess with the fire, “Skandar, you don’t know me well enough if you believe I actually hid your weapon.”

“Sky,” Skandar said in a playfully warning tone, “Where did you put my sword?”

“I didn’t put it anywhere,” Skyler replied with a small laugh, which practically undermined her claim.

“If I run into a bear,” Skandar said, “and I don’t have a weapon to defend myself. My blood is on your hands, Skyler.”

Skyler widened her eyes and laughed loudly, “You are more dramatic than my lab partner from my sophomore year!”

“Who?” Skandar asked, “Michaela? Give me a break, Sky.”

I chuckled, “I only knew her for a few weeks… but she seemed to cause drama just by walking into a room.”

“I’m not that dramatic,” Skandar said, “Besides, you two obviously put my sword somewhere… We will just have to go find it.”

I rolled my eyes; Skandar wasn’t going to give it up. 

He continued to search for a good portion of the morning. He managed to look through every building and around each of their corners by the time noon had come and gone.

“What did you do?” he asked Skyler as he finally sat down in front of the fire, defeated. “Did you burry it?”

Skyler stared at her brother, “Skandar, I didn’t take it.”

Exaivier glanced at the three of us, “Well someone did. You want my best guess? Skandar is trying to fool us all into believing a ghost took his sword.”

I grinned, “That is what makes the most sense if you ask me.”

Skandar frowned, “That is taking it a bit too far.”

Skyler shrugged “I would not put it past you, Skandar.”

Skandar shook his head; “This is what I get for being the one of the four who likes to laugh the most?”

“I’ve known you since you were sixteen years old,” Exaivier said, “You have tried to pull pranks on me and whoever else is around during any time of the day.”

Skandar looked around, his expression a bit serious, “Not this time.”

It was safe to say, that none of us believed him.  Skandar had probably strung his sword up into a tree above his bedroll to retrieve after convincing us all of what happened.

àààà

Skandar was right. It had taken three more days for him to prove it. But by then Exaivier’s cloak, Skyler’s dagger, and my sword as well as Skandar’s were all missing. Each morning we would wake up, and something else would be gone. Now that more than just Skandar’s sword had disappeared all of us knew we couldn’t leave until we retrieved our things. My sword and Skandar’s especially.

After another day of searching all of us decided that if another one of our belongs went missing then it would be worth it to get the sleep that we’d been lacking for the past forty-eight hours.

Despite our worries, I fell asleep within five minutes. The night was soundless, quiet, and went by too quickly. After what felt like barely an hour I felt something kicking me lightly in the side.

“Chandler,” it was Skyler’s voice, her foot was continuously tapping my rib cage. “ Chandler, get up.”

I opened my eyes and suddenly shot up, “What happened? What was taken?”

“Nothing that belongs to me is missing,” Exaivier said behind Skyler.

Skyler nodded, “Nothing of mine is gone either; we need you to check your things, make sure everything is there.”

“Nothing is missing,” I announced as soon as I was done thoroughly searching my bag. “Did Skandar check his things yet?”

“He’s out getting firewood,” Skyler said, “I haven’t seen him yet.”

“You haven’t?” Exaivier asked her, “I thought you said you knew where he went.”

I raised an eyebrow, “Skandar woke up before both of you?”

“He was gone when I woke up,” Skyler replied, “You and Exaivier were still asleep though. I assumed he’d gone out to get wood to fuel the fire enough to make breakfast.”

“He has been gone for too long to be collecting firewood,” Exaivier said, “He should have been back by now.”

Skyler and I stared at him, I could tell by Skyler’s expression she feared the same thing I was thinking.

“Let’s not worry just yet,” Exaivier said, “but it wouldn’t hurt to go look for him.”

I let out a small sigh, “I am never going camping again.”

 So there you have it! This is typically how my four main characters get along. Though Skandar was abit more serious. Probably because someone stole his sword... (No one messes with Skandar's sword. No one.) Let me know what you think in the comments! I'd love your thoughts.

*I do not own this picture. But I thank whoever is the one who posted it on the internet. If you don't want me to use it, all you need to do is contact me.

The Eyes?

Well. In case anyone does not know. the main stories I am working on right now... all of the magic systems involved in these stories all have something to do with the eyes. 

Why? You ask. Because... well, 1. All of these stories are interconnected and take place on the same world. 2. Because eyes are hands down my favorite feature. Just saying.

So... What exactly do the eyes specifically have to do with the magic system in each book?

Well... I'll tell you.

Not the blue liner. Just the eyes color. It is the closest thing I could find. Trust me I looked HARD.

First I'll tell you about The Enchantress. Or rather... The Opal Trilogy. This picture happens to be a very very very close concept to what Skyler's eyes look like. Blue and green. 

When someone has eyes like this, (two eye colors), it means they have the ability to use magic... Well most of the time. Some times it means you can just understand the language that goes along with using magic.

She sees into your soul.

Next I'll go with the Gift. The people who have the Gift don't actually walk around with glowing gold eyes... but when they start to use the Gift... (You'll find out what exactly what is in a bit) their eyes begin to fade from green, brown, blue, ect. to gold. It is a good way to recognize someone with this ability... Which can be considered a bad thing for the Gifted in this story... considering having the Gift makes you an outlaw... hmm..

Oh my goodness!

Next? My Rune story. I don't actually have a name for this yet... so that is what I'll be calling it up until I actually figure out a name for it... Perhaps Sage Runes? I was thinking about that name... but it doesn't roll of the tongue as easily as the Enchantress... 

Anyways, as you could have guessed, the magic in this story involves what? Runes! Well... As far as I know right now... when a Sage learns a new rune, and truly knows its meaning and all that exciting stuff, his eyes shift to silver for only a few seconds. They also tend to shift to silver when they are writing the runes or using their abilities... that sort of thing.

Piercing...

Okay, so I saved the least developed for last. All I know about this story are a few characters faces, small scenes that replay in my head from time to time, and the magic system. No actual plot line yet... Lame right? Well, coming up with a good story to tell is hard work. It is fun. But hard.

So the way this works is when someone with this specific magical ability gets close to a power source... (Not electricity. No technology will be involved in any of these books...) (Well... at least not when they are on this certain world.) When they get close to a power source, like I said before, the person's eyes don't exactly change... They just... glow. The color intensifies, and sort of gives off this eery light. Almost like a glow stick! Wow that was a really bad example. but you know what I mean... right?

Okay so there you have it! There are my four main stories. I have more... but as far as I know they won't be connected with these ones.

Hey, hey hey! Did you leave me a writing prompt yet? If not? Well come on! Do a girl a favor!

I think it's time...

Okay. So... I'm thinking that for this post I want to give you all a preview of what I'm writing. Give you a feel of how my characters are right now. But Not anything spoilerific. (You know, JUST in case my writing ever ends up in a bookstore.)
So. I'm thinking YOU should give me a prompt. You know... I know people come to read my blog. I don't know who is actually seeing it. But i know people come to my blog... so... whoever you are... you should leave a comment below and let me know what kind of writing prompt you want me to use. I'll chose one in a few days and write out a short story using the main characters from the Enchantress.

 (Just and FYI this prompt does not need to be something spectacular. It can be as simple as: The four main characters in your book went to Denny's and the order got mixed up with the table next to them.)

You also DO NOT have to feel inclined or obligated in any way to read the info on these characters... 

Okay... So for a little background info... to get your mind moving for a prompt...

The four main characters in my book. There is Skyler Latiana Tuesday...
Likes: fuzzy socks,  lemonade, the smell of cilantro, watching a movie with her mom, the color skyblue-pink.
She can sometimes be a bit temperamental... but is normally pretty fun. Brown hair... maybe down to her shoulder blades and she is fiercely loyal to friends. She tends to be somewhat skeptical sometimes, and can be very emotional... (darn you tears!) But also intense as the ending of Sherlock sometimes... heh.

When she is trying... she shows her determination.

She doesn't ever wear a dress, but is always in a cloak.

Chandler Derek West...
 Likes: wind, traveling, visiting his siblings, mangoes, green, jogging
He has a twin sister, and and an older brother. Doesn't particularly like cats but prefers dogs. He gives little kids candy when he can, and prefers a mint over a piece of gum. Just as loyal to Skyler, and angered even more so when someone hurts them. He always always always steps outside while it is raining... just to inhale, he thinks the sensation is intoxicating. (I happen to agree with him on that)

Mixed with tall dark and handsome... if that is even possible...

Kind of the boy next door look...

Exaivier Leon Young...
Likes: solitude, star gazing, foods with a lot of flavor, history(particularly Greek and Roman mythology... if only because the religions amuse him slightly.)
He can't stand liars or stray fur from animals. Exaivier has lived through so many things that he has hit the 'depths of despair' multiple times. He has a dry sense of humor(hence why Skandar likes to try making him laugh), but he does smile(don't worry he's not THAT intense). Exaivier has a deep appreciation for artifacts and artwork from before anyone alive now was born.

Exaivier in the prologue of my book... No. I'm not going to show you his face. (Probably because i don't have a full and exact picture of any of the characters in my book... I try though...)

Skandar Christian Tuesday...
Likes: Teasing his sister, blueberries(especially in pie), trying to get Exaivier to laugh, winning board games, waffles, being macho.
Skandar, in a nut shell, is very much like Kelsier from Mistborn. He isn't exactly like him... Kelsier smiled a LOT... and Skandar hasn't been through as much as Kelsier. But they have the same silly attitude, and implusive-ness... and dead serious when it comes to you know... serious stuff. He despises bell peppers with a passion, and can't understand why canberries try to get in every single ind of juice out there. He likes to try and make normal words like elbow and gullible sound strange by saying them slowly.

Almost Skandar... Almost...

He loves looking over the side of a waterfall he grew up close to.

So there you have it. Please don't forget to comment. I'll feel very unloved if you don't.

Just kidding. 

Just kidding about just kidding though.

Sh SHHH! SECRET!

Okay. It is decided. My books. My stories. The ideas up in my brain.
They will be interconnected. Whooo hooo!
Do you know what this means? Of course you don't. But I will tell you. It means that Skyler will collaborate with Givani. Wes will compare weapons with Oliver. Gabriel will talk battle strategy with Peirs. Daniel will showdown with Skandar. Alred will meet everyone. Corrine will tell Varsier off.
Oh yeah. I'm excited.

So... What happens when you get the Enchantress, a Sage, and a Gifted all in the same room?
Well... you will find out soon enough. But I promise it will be epic. Probably the most epic thing I'll ever write.

My regrets with Blake...SPOILERS!!!!!

WARNING: This post contains major spoilers to my book. Read at your own peril.

Maybe I should have let her live... To be honest, I considered bringing her back to life... There were a lot of factors I considered when I was planning on bringing her back... A lot that should not be in the story. (Details on that might come in the future) Uggh she is such an awesome character, and I never got to explore her. Blake's death was definitely very sudden in my writing process... And depressing for me. I was just writing.. And then I thought "HEY! Why don't I let the Alchemist kill her."
Grrr I'm so awful. I can't bring her back without completely cutting her death... Which is a factor to be considered, letting Blake live would open up opportunities for getting many questions answered. (Blake knew about Dezra's situation. DUH she's a seer, of course she did. Right after she discovered this, Blake went and told Corrine.) Sigh... But if she doesn't come back it gives (SHHHHHH!) Katrina a valid reason to show up if she is even alive... Hmm. I definitely can't bring back too many characters.
I need to ponder on this...

Not only  is she an awesome character, but she is also one of the few blondes I have in my books...

This is the closest depiction of Blake that I have found... It's actually pretty exact to be honest. EXCEPT the eyes. Blake has green eyes...

GRASS GREEN to be exact. Not just green... or pale green. GRASS green. There is a difference

 And Blake as a child....























Still unsure if she will come back. Hmmm probably not, I'll just put her in some of Skandar's flashbacks in book 3. Seems like the better option.

I have an unhealthy obsession...

With Arrow. Uggggh!!! The show is just so good! The blonde chick, Felicity... LOVE HER! Just watched the newest episode, Tommy I now have a new respect for... And Oliver. :D hehe
But seriously if I could manage to get the kind of suspense from a show like that... And morph it somehow into my writing..? I'd be one happy girl.

My characters... They just don't have enough depth. Skandar, Exaivier and Dezra do, but Skyler and Chandler..? I don't even know about Skandar. He is... Such an airhead... Except... No.... Airhead wouldn't be the right word to describe Skandar. More like goofball. What I like about Skandar though is that he has a lot of mysterious background. Exaivier, well f course HE does too, but his is different... Exaivier was fulfilling a purpose. Skandar...? We have no idea what he went through growing up... Well I do, you no one else does. Mwahahahaha!!! Don't worry, book 3, will be full if flash backs concerning Skandar.

How I imagine Skyler...

Well she has blue eyes... But in the bottom left corners there is a patch of green. :) Brown hair, not light or dark. Just brown. But a good brown. She isn't uber tall, but she also isn't any shorter than 5'7". She is skinny, she is the Enchantress after all. Trains with her sword how often? Not to mention she gains a bunch of muscle over the two year training session...

She wears mostly white...knee high boots, button up shirt, leather pants, oh and don't forget the cloak. (my favorite of all is the cloak.)

Thoughts on Dezra and Exaivier...

Given their situation, obviously Exaivier does not want to trust Dezra... Dezra worked for the Alchemist for how long and tried to trick him how many times?! Actually I have no idea, but imagine quite a few. You would be wary of Dezra as well... All things considered, I do want the Guardian to warm up to Dezra at some point in the story. I have a few ideas.. Although that isn't exactly a good thing.

1. We could wait for Cari to show up and taunt Exaivier, tease him a bit for not believing in Dezra... Sad that he has to hear it from the most evil person in the story before he actually believes his brothers claims...

2. Dezra could die... :( although I really do not want that to happen because I just love him so much. He is probably my deepest character... Besides Exaivier of course. And while Dezra is lying on the ground dying, Exaivier realizes that his brother was telling the truth... Sad sad sad.

3. A good combination of the two... Maybe..? Ugh if I do one ill probably end up doing both.

4. When *she* comes back, she remembered who killed her and why he did what he did... She manages to talk some much needed sense into Exaivier which then brings out the awkward apologies... I hate writing awkward scenes. Reunions especially... I normally skip the first 25 minutes of them, after all the crying and emotional hugs are over with.

5. Exaivier never does trust Dezra. Uh no. I don't like that. Never mind, that idea is going in the garbage.

Also, if Exaivier is so reluctant to trust his brother... Then shouldn very one else be the same way..? First to warm up is definitely Chandler, given that he went through the same thing Dezra did... Only on a MUCH smaller scale. Next will be Skyler... Of course most of this will not happen until probably the end of The Healer's Fall or beginning of The Guardian's Rise...
Oh so much to think about...