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Seeing the future is a nuisance. Ariel does her best to shut it out, until she stumbles on a group of clairvoyants using their talents to get extremely rich. They have her attention. Then she meets a second bunch obsessed with surviving an upcoming near extinction event.
Both factions seem dangerous and, to be honest, a little crazy. They don’t get along. As they learn more about her, however, each group decides Ariel’s particular abilities are hard to find and exactly what they need.
There is no possible way to help them both. Aligning with either may be a bad idea, but staying out of this mess is no longer an option.
“Thank you,” Baldur said in a bored voice when she finished. “We appreciate you making the trip. I’ll send the video to the other six guiding members of d4 who live outside of Iceland and couldn’t join us.”
The board members were gathering up their coats and hats. Baldur reached for his briefcase, then he stopped and reached out to shake her hand. She pulled back without thinking.
He was surprised by her reaction. Then something odd flashed across his face, a look of understanding. “I wanted to say farewell. I realize I didn’t greet you properly when I came in.”
“I’m sorry. I can be a little jumpy sometimes.” Ariel reached out and took his hand firmly, striving for a business-like shake, but a millisecond after the touch, the premories started.
Her initial flash of fear gave way to curiosity. Ariel was overwhelmed by images much larger than those she was used to. Close-up and huge, like murals on wall, with her so near she couldn’t make out the picture. Amidst the blur she sensed the immediate future, and saw herself pulling her own hand away in confusion. As she tried to steady herself, lest she become engulfed in the intensity of the sensation, she pulled her hand back as she had seen herself do a second before.
Holy shit. She’d never in her life had something so immediate come at her, and she fought to regain her composure. As her gaze met Baldur’s eyes, she could have sworn he looked bothered as well, and appeared to be struggling to regain his composure, too.
5 out of 5 (exceptional)
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S. R. Cronin is a mistress of story telling. Yet again she's pulled me into an exceptional world that has swirled a magical web around me.
With beautiful imagery, some suspense and details that transport you to new places Flickers of Forune is captivating.
I love how each story in this series nods to history and educates as it entertains......and this is no exception. It's subtle enough not to drown out Ariel's story but perfectly balanced to enhance what is a fab edition to the 46. Ascending series.
Ariel, like her family, is a well rounded character. I like how she learns to cope, accept and use her gift. The way she adapts to the changes over the years and inparticular in the this new chapter of her life is a pleasure to be allowed the opportunity to delve into. She learns to trust herself and her gift on a deeper level.
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Sherrie Roth grew up in Western Kansas thinking there was no place in the universe more fascinating than outer space. After her mother vetoed astronaut as a career ambition, she went on to study journalism and physics in hopes of becoming a science writer.
She published her first science fiction short story long ago, and then waited a lot of tables while she looked for inspiration for the next story. When it finally came, it declared to her it had to be a whole book, nothing less. One night, while digesting this disturbing piece of news, she drank way too many shots of ouzo with her boyfriend. She woke up thirty-one years later demanding to know what was going on.
The boyfriend, who she had apparently long since married, asked her to calm down and explained how, in a fit of practicality, she had gone back to school and gotten a degree in geophysics and spent the last 28 years interpreting seismic data in the oil industry. The good news, according to Mr. Cronin, was that she had found it to be entertaining and ridiculously well-paying. The bad news was the two of them had still managed to spend almost all of the money.
Apparently she was now Mrs. Cronin, and further good news was that they had produced three wonderful children whom they loved, even though, to be honest, that was where a lot of the money had gone. Even better news was that Mr. Cronin turned out to be a warm-hearted, encouraging sort who was happy to see her awake and ready to write. "It's about time," were his exact words.
Sherrie Cronin discovered that over the ensuing decades Sally Ride had already managed to become the first woman in space and apparently had done a fine job of it. No one, however, had written the book that had been in Sherrie's head for decades. The only problem was, the book informed her it had now grown into a six book collection. Sherrie decided she better start writing it before it got any longer. She's been wide awake ever since, and writing away.
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