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lyricsoul
Novel: Advent Odyssey
Genre: Fantasy
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About lyricsoul

Location: Kenosha, WI

Home Region:
United States :: Wisconsin :: Elsewhere

Age:23

Website: http://lyricsoul.livejournal.com

Favorite novels: Anything by Nora Roberts or Shannon Drake, Jackdaws by Ken Follett

Favorite writers: See above. :) (and Emily Dickinson and Edgar Allen Poe)

Favorite music: Whatever pops up on my trusty pink Ipod!

Non-noveling interests: BJD's, Pullips, ghosts, vampires, writing songs, werewolves, drawing

Joined: October 3, 2008

This Year: Official Participant

NaNoWriMo History:

NaNoWriMo posts: 147

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Brief Author Bio:

I've been writing since I was 13 years old, it started with fan fics and steadily grew to songs and original stories. I have tons of characters and stories in my head but rarely the motivation to put it down on paper (or on computer ;) ) I find that drawing the characters of my stories helps. Music also plays a huge roll in my writing. EVERY single one of my stories ALWAYS has a soundtrack that I make just for that story.

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Synopsis: Advent Odyssey

Taran & best friend Maylin were out enjoying themselves on a boat off the coast of LA, when they get tossed overboard they resurface in a different world! They're rescued by rebels and get sucked into the war.

Excerpt: Advent Odyssey

"The time has come my friends." The Oracle, ruler of Orasie spoke the words softly, as barely a whisper on the air that hung heavy between her and the three men who currently stood before her. They were not only her confidants, but also the closest thing she had to friends. She looked at them each in turn. Jagmi the Aer leader, Nerio the Unda leader and Deorsa the Terra leader. These past few years had been hard on not only her people and herself, but for these proud men as well. While the people of Orasie thought they sat safe in their homes unfazed by the war, they in reality, lost sleep at night. They were the ones who were fighting the most.
"The time for what my lady?" Jagmi questioned hesitantly as he made one smooth movement in a low bow. She smiled, just a little to herself. He was, without a doubt her favorite. The Aer people were very elegant in everything they did, for because they controlled the air itself they rather had to be. She looked upon his head of golden locks bent down, his hand as fair as the rest of his skin was pressed against the deep royal blue of his jacket.
"It's time, for it all to start." She pushed herself to her feet. Her long reddish brown hair cascading down to her knees. It would have been longer had it not been intricately wrapped among itself and her crown. Her eyes were completely white yet she was not blind as the rumors of her land said. She could see just fine, and often thought the lack of color in her eyes were due to the fact that she could see everything no one else could see. She nimbly floated down the stairs and across the sleek black tile to glance out of one of the perfectly cleaned windows that overlooked the capital.
"For what to start? It was my impression that the war has been going on for years now. Or have my people all died for nothing?" Deorsa questioned her on the verge of anger. He understood none of this criptic talk. He stood up straight and stared at her back.
She turned to him and looked him in the eyes. "Your people who have moved on from this life... their sacrifice will not be in vain I assure you." The Terra people were often known to be hard headed and quick to temper, their leader was no exception. His deep brown eyes wavered slightly under her gaze before they dropped to the tile.
"I'm sure Deorsa means no harm my lady. None of us do. It's just that when you say that it will start, we are confused as to what you mean. Would you be so kind as to enlighten us?" Nerio inquired standing up next to Deorsa, his hand on his friends shoulder. His voice was as calming as the waters he controlled and his clear blue eyes were fixated on her shoes, not daring to meet her gaze.
She smiled again to herself and walked toward the three men. She stood their in front of them waiting until Jagmi rose to his feet as well and they all met her gaze. "My dearest gentlemen, what starts you ask?" She grinned again. "The ending of it all starts soon." She smiled at their confused expressions, placed a hand on Jagmi's shoulder, lingering there for a moment before sweeping herself out of the room. They didn't have to have all the answers right away. Somethings were just better to just wait and see.

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