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Writers Refuge

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Here’s a glimpse into my days away on a writer’s refuge in a former medieval nunnery. I got a little step closer to finishing up Zoe & the Demon Slayer.

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Writer’s Refuge

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Here’s a glimpse into my days away on a writer’s refuge in a

former medieval nunnery.

I got a little step closer to finishing up Zoe &

the Demon Slayer. - Neel Kay

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What the hell are you

doing?” a man’s voice

roared behind her. A

sudden force pushed her

to the side and she

found herself crawling

around in the snow,

reaching frantically for

her sanity.

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Are you real?” He said, scoffing and

pushing her away from him. “How did you

get here? Who are you?” He looked her up

and down, seemingly a bit baffled by her

floral print summer dress, the bright green

cardigan and polka-dotted ballerina shoes.

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Here, let me hold that if you

insist on taking off your

clothes in my room. Mind you,

I’m getting ideas over the fact.

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Zoe could feel herself

enter full blast fangirling

mode complete with

shortness of breath and

arms ready to start

flailing. But then Matis

suddenly stopped and

turned around as if he

could sense that she was

about to start squealing

and thus draw

unnecessary attention

towards herself and her

travel companions, and his

penetrating stare went

straight past Adrian, Reni

and Thora and struck Zoe

with a force that knocked

the urge right out of her.

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Somewhere in the farthest corner of her mind there was a tiny memory flashing up in the dark,

yelling with a voice so far away it was barely even audible: I remember him. I know him.

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This was the beginning of her horrible demise. Killed and beheaded and handed over to the demon king for gold pieces.

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She ran her fingers over the books that still stood

neatly and untouched, picked up those she passed that

had been flung through the air, caressing them and

putting them back on the shelves after she’d read the

titles and leafed through the pages. How anyone could

hurt books like this was just beyond her.

“She’s drooling,” Adrian said, glaring at her from

afar.

“I am not,” she retorted, but still wiped the

corners of her mouth with her thumb and index finger.

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He’s going to kill us, isn’t he?” Reni

whispered to Zoe. She glared at her

face. “You look terrible by the way.”

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Out August 2014