Ash (The Elemental Series, Book 6)
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Authors: Shannon Mayer
Tags: #Paranormal Urban Fantasy
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PRAISE FOR THE ELEMENTAL SERIES
"I love Shannon's Rylee Adamson series . . . and I was wonderfully surprised that I loved her Elemental Series even more!"
-Denise Grover Swank USAT & NYT Bestselling Author of the "Chosen Series"
"I could not put it down and greedily consumed it in one sitting!"
-Books In Veins
"I think Larkspur aka Lark is the new heroine to watch out for . . ."
-Coffee Book Mom Reviews
“What a fantastic start to a new fantasy series! I love a strong female lead and we were delivered that in spades with Larkspur . . . This story is fast paced and exciting right from the start. I can't wait to see what comes next!”
-Boundless Book Reviews
This is for everyone who has ever been told they weren’t good enough, that they weren’t smart enough, that they couldn’t be of use to the world. No matter your ability, no matter how the world sees you—keep your head high. You never know whose life you might touch, whose life you might change.
Whose life you might save.
SETTING
This book takes place BETWEEN Windburn and Rootbound . .. but the author recommends you do not read “ASH” until AFTER you have read Rootbound so as to enjoy the twists and surprises within it.
From the third telling of the world’s demise.
And the heart of the world was weary, the heart of the warrior was broken, the heart of belief no longer beat, but instead despaired. A glimmer, though, a glimmer of possibility waited on the horizon. For that, the heart beats on, gaining in strength as it gained in purpose. The telling is thus: the reflection the warrior sees is not the truth, the words floating on the air like dandelion seeds twisted in on themselves as Spirit becomes a weapon in the wrong hands. Then the warrior shall need all the strength of the earth to hold to the truth.
To find the power needed to stand tall.
And to overcome the enemies that surround.
here is an old tale amongst the Terralings, one I have not thought of since I was a child. A story so old, I’m not sure any of our people remember it in its original form; rather, they recall it, torn like pieces of paper shredded and thrown in the air, so you can’t possibly grab them all, but find them scattered in bits and pieces.
With my eyes closed, blocking out what was in front of me, I could bring the memory forward of one of the lines of the tale. One that had always stayed with me, coming to me when I was sure I could not take another step.
“For that, the heart beats on, gaining in strength as it gained in purpose.” I kept my voice low, as the words were only for me, and opened my eyes as the words flowed through me. I needed purpose more than ever before, because in that moment my heart walked away from me, and seeing her banished gutted me as surely as a blade running me through.
Larkspur’s long blonde braid swung side to side as she walked away from the Rim, away from her home. Around us, the redwoods groaned and creaked in the wind as if they, too, mourned her loss, as if they understood that the only elemental who truly understood the cost of standing by and doing nothing was being cast aside.
