Whether Eavan was ready or not – her now husband Rais summoned his magic to his fingertips. The flaming swirls of magic licked at his hands as it grew, swarming and building around them – in the blink of an eye she was in a new land.
The new aromas hit her senses as she was blindfolded. Rais led her to a dragon who would test her to see if she was worthy of the honor of being his wife. A test that would determine whether she was to live or be beheaded.
Eavan stepped uncertainly onto the platform, facing a large orange dragon. She closed her eyes and swallowed.
Would she find love or death?
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In the land of JRR Tolkien, Ericka would be a dwarf; hairy, small and lover of feasts. Barely reaching
over five feet tall, the stay at home mother of two writes at her small, unimpressive desk daily.
Her small, sausage fingers scribble unintelligible words that are thankfully fixed by her word
processor. She ravenously eats meals her kids overlook. She lovingly washes the garments worn by her hard-working, supportive husband.
Ericka works diligently on her novels to give compelling pieces of literature that would have
otherwise filled a hobbit’s hole instead of bookshelves at the local stores. Being only 28 years of age, this dwarf still has a lot of adventure to fulfill before she resides with her ancestors underneath The Lonely
Ericka hopes you enjoy her books. She hopes adventure finds you, grabs hold, and drags you out of your front yard, you little Bilbo!