
I'm so excited that I finished NaNoWriMo! I'm so glad I decided to try. There were times when I was worried that I wouldn't make it. But now I'm definitely doing it next year!
Thanks, Jean, for all of your support and encouragement! I don't think I could have done it without you!
Obviously, I need to do a lot of editing to whip my story into shape, but I'm going to paste my prologue here, since no one could get to my site:
Winged Wolf’s Cry
Prologue
In a land far away, past rolling hills and dense forests, a winged wolf stood on a ragged cliff. His searching eyes scanned the horizon worriedly. “Talia,” he muttered to himself, “where are you?”
He had been waiting for days, standing there, yearning for that flashing smile and those gleaming eyes. But it never came.
“You never should have let her go alone!” he silently cursed himself. “She never could have made it.”
He remembered all too well those dark pits of torture, where the Enemy captured winged wolves and took them, where his Daemons tortured them until they could stand it no longer…
He could stand it no longer. He howled out loud. The piercing cry echoed off of the cliffs and the caves around him.
“Jalon, you know where you have to go,” the wolf told himself, “before it’s too late…”