Forest Child isn't just another great read, it's also an opportunity for writers.

It is an entire story, and then the beginning of a new one.

Sharon and Immortal Publications would like to invite new authors to continue the saga.

                      Interested writers can contact forestchildsaga@immortalpublications.com and will receive an outline to work with, quality submissions will be published as an ebook as part of the Forest Child saga.

                          

                      And now for the preview of Forest Child...

Carline looked at the small man and wondered what he'd used to make his skin seem sort of silvery.  Not silver, it was creamy white with a slight blush of rose that said he was just plain healthy. The silver was a sheen that was just... silvery in the lights.  She decided bold was becoming and just sat down across from the red head with gorgeous green eyes.

         "Hi, I'm Carline."

         "Hello."

         "I've never seen you before, so you've probably never come to Sparks before.  Like the band?"

         "I think so.  My ears haven't decided if the music is good or they're being assaulted.  It's very loud."

         "Won't seem so when the place gets packed with bodies in about an hour.  You've got an accent I can't even begin to place and I'm pretty good."

         "This language was learned from another who had also learned it from another.  The accent probably carries several within it."

         "Probably explains it.  You're not going to tell me your name and where you're from?"

         "I'm called Mand.  My full name is difficult for a speaker of this language to pronounce.  Mand is enough.  I will know you call me if you say it."

         "How did you get your skin to shine sort of silvery?"
        

        "I slept in the branches of a tree with silvered leaves."

         "Uh, huh.  All right, you don't seem to want company.  Sorry to bother you."           

        "Wait.  Please, I did not mean to make you feel unwelcome.  The answer I gave was without thought.  It's a question I didn't expect any would ask and I should have.  The silver sheen does come from a tree.  It's not exactly a secret, but I can't really explain the process and it's not something one can purchase.  It also wasn't for this place.  I came here after."

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