If not for death’s assault on his senses, the morning would have promised a pristine day. Loving thanks to my husband and family who lose me for days and weeks (years, honestly) to the wonders of the imagination and the written word. I’m grateful to every reader who picks up a book and is carried away by my stories. Special thanks to my beta readers Cathleen Townsend and Erik Tyler whose careful reads of the story added all the spit and polish to my prose. Many thanks for my writing and blogging friends who endure my discussions of the art and craft of writing and encourage my creativity. My state of “unknowing” about the nature of the soul, and my belief in its immense beauty and potential, fed the fantastical magic of soul swallowing, and the tale began to unfold.

In 2016, a writing prompt reawakened Raze, and he walked back into my life. The seeds of this story started a decade ago, and with the first ten chapters written, the tale languished.

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