The Sleeping Beauty - Book 1 - Chapter 56
My precious dragon shrieked as it flew toward me carrying the two prizes I had commanded it to retrieve.
Fairy tales are real.
Rose Briar is a diabetic college student without insurance. She’s been scraping by through a combination of maxing out credit cards and relying upon the kindness of strangers.
Unfortunately, she’s spent every dollar at her disposal. There’s no money left to buy her life-saving insulin.
Without her medication, Rose falls into a diabetic coma. She tumbles into a deep slumber and wakes up in a fantastical place called the Dream Realm, where fairy tales and legends of old are still very much alive.
She has one chance to wake up.
She must trek across the world, visit the most powerful object in the land, the Obsidian Spindle, and entreat with the fates; the only beings powerful enough to send her soul back to Earth.
But evil forces don’t want her to leave. They will stop at nothing to capture her and make sure she never goes home again.
Now, with the help of her half-gorgon girlfriend and a mysterious red rider, Rose must race across the land fighting dragons, monsters, and the forces of the Wicked Witch, Nimue, in order to reach the Obsidian Spindle before her body dies on Earth and she’s trapped in the Dream Realm forever.
Will she be able to wake up? Can she survive? Find out by reading The Sleeping Beauty today. If you love mythology, fairy tales, and dark fantasy, then you’ll love the first book in The Obsidian Spindle Saga.
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My precious dragon shrieked as it flew toward me carrying the two prizes I had commanded it to retrieve. The dreamer for Hera, and the gorgon for me. Dragons rarely let me down. However, when it perched on my balcony, it dropped the dripping wet and unconscious dreamer at my feet. There was no sign of the monster.
“Where is the other one?” I asked. “The gorgon?” I didn’t know why I bothered asking it. Even if I could control dragons, I couldn’t understand them. “Imbecile. Find her!”
The dragon spread its wings and flew away to find my monstrous prize. I ran to my magic mirror. “Mirror, Mirror on the wall. Find me the gorgon child.”
The mirror flipped between a hundred colors in a couple of seconds, but then it went black. I knew what had happened. There was only one thing a black mirror could have meant. The red brat had found my gorgon and dispelled my power.
“Drat,” I mumbled to myself.
No matter. Soon Ozma would be in my clutches, and if I knew the Red Rider at all, she would come for them, and she would bring the gorgon directly to me. All I had to do was wait patiently, and that was one thing I knew how to do quite well. After all, I had bided my time for hundreds of years already. What was another couple of days measured against an eternity?
Fairy tales are real.
Find out by reading The Sleeping Beauty today. If you love mythology, fairy tales, and dark fantasy, then you’ll love the first book in The Obsidian Spindle Saga.
Paid subscribers can access the entire archive of this series from the beginning, along with other series and every article I’ve ever written. If you aren’t a paid subscriber, you can access the archive for free with a 7-day trial.