#BlogTour with #Excerpt & #Giveaway Different, Not Damaged by Andy Peloquin

 

 
 
 
Different, Not Damaged
by Andy Peloquin
Genre: Dark Fantasy Short Stories
 
 
 
Strength from Weakness
 
Disability becomes Power
 
 
Some call them disabilities, but for others they are gifts:

 

- A voiceless child painting visions of death.

 

- A killer with a deadly message plagued by a burden of guilt.
- A priestess divinely empowered to absorb others' pain.
- A soldier fighting for courage in the face of fear.
- A broken warrior-priest on a mission of vengeance.
- A thief desperate to escape the burden of his memories.
Betrayed by mind or body, these people struggle to survive in a grim world that takes no pity on the weak. Yet they will discover that they are simply different, not damaged.
 
This collection of dark fantasy short stories will keep you turning the page as you experience life through the eyes of the differently-abled.
 
Pick up this uniquely heart-wrenching book today because you want to feel what it means to live with a disability.

 

 

 

 
What Readers Are Saying:

 

This collection of stories keeps you engrossed right through to the end. - S.S.

 

These stories about people trying to overcome, or at least come to terms with, the hardships of their lives. Worth the read! - T.E.

 

This is one of those books that leaves you wanting more. - S.S

 

 
 
 
 
 
 

The remnants of last night's snowfall squelched under Dahvynd's heavy boots. The rising sun had driven back the chill and turned the lanes of the Merchant's Quarter into a mess of puddles, rivulets, and muddy tracks.

Seraphina stood outside his shop, a bundle clasped in her arms. "There you are! And here's me worrying you'd overslept."

 

 

Dahvynd forced a smile. He hadn't overslept, or slept a whole night through, in more than a decade.

The seamstress thrust the bundle toward him. "All nicely ripped, just like you asked."

"Thank you." He fumbled in his pocket for the key. "I'll send Karrl 'round soon as he shows."

Seraphina waved him away. "You're good for it, I know." With a smile, she picked her way back up the muddy street toward her haberdashery.

Dahvynd watched her go, couldn't help himself. Seraphina's beauty entranced him. Not like his Killia, but…

He brushed the thought aside. No sense in that kind of thinking. She bore burden enough caring for her own three children.

For a moment, Dahvynd stood on the stoop, content to bask in the sunlight and feel the warmth on his face. Wagons rumbled up the muddy streets, splashing bundled pedestrians. Daylight made even the mud-spattered shops of the Merchant's Quarter seem brighter.

Taking one last breath of the bracing air, Dahvynd unlocked the door and stepped inside the stuffy tailor's shop. After starting the fire, he shed hat, scarf, and cloak, then fumbled at the bright ribbon Seraphina liked to use to hold her bundles tight. One by one, he held up the items and studied them with a critical eye.

Seraphina did good work with the seams. She ripped neatly, never so much as slicing a delicate thread of lace. She was certainly far more delicate than the Legion's surgeons.

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
I am, first and foremost, a storyteller and an artist--words are my palette. Fantasy is my genre of choice, and I love to explore the darker side of human nature through the filter of fantasy heroes, villains, and everything in between. I'm also a freelance writer, a book lover, and a guy who just loves to meet new people and spend hours talking about my fascination for the worlds I encounter in the pages of fantasy novels.
 

 

Fantasy provides us with an escape, a way to forget about our mundane problems and step into worlds where anything is possible. It transcends age, gender, religion,race, or lifestyle--it is our way of believing what cannot be, delving into the unknowable, and discovering hidden truths about ourselves and our world in a brand new way. Fiction at its very best!

 

 

 

 
 
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