![]() ![]() ![]() While her rainbow-hued silken dreadlocks are a pleasant enough sight, somewhat similar to his own, her turquoise eyes and square pupils pin him to the deck. Even stranger, she wears a silver trouser and shirt design unlike any known to wenches in his circle. You are my comrades-in-arms against the caprice of the publishing world, my steadfast band of Sisters. And a special note for the other members of that marvelous and caring group, who mean the world to me. Aye, the girl IS blue-green with glittering scales. Thank you for your help with Alienne Mine and for your friendship. He wipes his eyes to be sure Tia Dalma hasn’t drugged him and then reopens them. At five foot ten inches tall, her face is devoid of the pox but similar to stunning women of his previous acquaintance. Im excited when you visit-youre always buried in projects and have wonderful news for us, so it feels like a celebration. Eyes wide, fingers wigglin’, he spies Alienne, takes a cautious step backwards, then manages a quick glance at his hand to be sure ol’ Davy Jones hasn’t cursed him with the black spot again.īefore him stands a woman unlike any mermaids or wenches he’s ever seen. Jack saunters across the quarterdeck with his usual swaggerin’, swashbucklin’ genius. In lieu of answerin’ Jack’s questions however, Lady Deborah opted to feature Drajulal-kishah, the heroine of her new sci-fi tale, Alienne Mine, a Prequel to Dragon Dawn, to help raise the signal flag for her latest release! Double ARR!!! ARR! Jack was promised rum if he interviewed FABulous Author Deborah O’Neill Cordes today. ![]()
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