The national bestselling author makes her long-awaited journey back to Samaria. Two hundred years ago, the god Jovah created a legion of land dwelling angels, led by an appointed Archangel.
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April 13, 2004
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Excerpt from Angelica by Sharon Shinn
Susannah lay in the tent alone, dreaming.
It was the same dream, the one she had had since she was so young she could not remember her age. She was in an immense place of light and hushed mystery, with unexpected gleams of silver and strange, sparkling tapestries laid against the walls. She floated through this space like a sea creature moving effortlessly through the suspended weeds and reefs of her domain, inhabiting an alien element but feeling perfectly at ease. She lifted a hand to touch one of the glittering patterns hung before her, but her fingers felt nothing but a glass coolness. In her dream, she put her fingers to her cheek, and it was just as cool, as porcelain, as unreal.
This time, the voice accompanied her as she walked through her magical realm. "Susannah," it said in its deep, unearthly tone, and then it spoke unintelligible words. She nodded and smiled and continued on her tour of the white-and-silver room. She could tell that the owner of the voice liked her, was welcoming her to this place. She just could not tell what it was he wanted her to understand. Sometimes he talked to her for hours as she wandered through her dream; sometimes he just spoke her name once, then let her move about in silence. Although he always addressed her by name, he never supplied his own, and never, while she slept, did she ask it. It was only after she woke that she would wonder why she never thought to extend the courtesies that, in her waking life, she would extend to any stranger who invited her into his home.
Sometimes he left off his incomprehensible speech and addressed her in sentences that made absolute sense, and then she would converse with him as she would with any friend. Today was such a day.
"Susannah," he said.
"I am here," she replied.
"It is almost time for you to leave the Edori," he said.
"No, my friend. I will travel always with my tribe."
"You will travel farther than you know."
"I do not mind the travel," she said. "But I like to always return to the place I know."
"And the people you know," he said.
"My people are my place," she said.
"Your people, and your place, are about to change."
She smiled at him. "No, my friend," she said. "For I am not a changeable woman."