Eyeseffendee
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"The feeling of isolation is enough to keep me company."
•The First Book of the Eyeseffendee Series•
In the Sonoran desert, being alone is a death sentence. Good thing Astor, a young coyote, is part of the Piedra tribe, where he always has shelter, food and water. Too bad he's never fit in. He was found as a sick, dehydrated pup on the edge of the Piedra territory. His bright green eyes and golden pelt set him apart as an outsider; an unwanted runt from another tribe.
Things are bad enough without the other coyotes teasing him. The neighboring Fuego tribe has been crossing borders, and they are demanding more territory. When hostilities between the tribes are high, Astor witnesses something terrible: the Piedra tribe's leader is murdered by a shape shifter. The Shifter disguises himself as the chief and exiles Astor from the tribe.
Astor is the tribe's only chance. But can he save the tribe that treated him as an outsider?
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The inspiration for this book came when I was driving through Colorado desert on interstate 70, looking out the window. I couldn't help but wonder, "what's out there?" Eyeseffendee answers that question one way, through the eyes of a young, angsty coyote, but I don't know what's out there. There could be wendigos, shape shifters, spirits and other creatures, or there could just be sand and sage brush.
Either way, keep exploring and stay adventurous🏜
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My dream continued the one I'd been having for the past couple of nights. I ran, gasping for breath, through the familiar woods from a dark figure behind me. The faster I tried to run, the slower I seemed to go, until it was like I was running in place. I knew I needed to run. I was terrified of what the figure would do when he caught me. "Mara Leigh," a deep, smooth voice called. It was almost hypnotic. That was new. The figure had never spoke before now. I ran as fast as I could go, eyes searching the forest floor for a big stick or something that I could use to defend myself. "Mara Leigh!" the voice came again, this time more insistent. The forest slowly started to fade and I started to awake to someone shaking my shoulders. "Beau?" I mumbled, turning my head to the side. What's Beau doing in my room this time of night? Why is he shaking me? "Do not call me that name." My eyes flew open as I jumped at the voice from my dream. A face was right in front of mine, and just like the voice, it wasn't Beau. Before I could form a scream, a hand covered my mouth. I tried to bite it but I couldn't get my mouth to open. He's too strong. I started to use my whole body to try to get away, but he crawled on top of me, holding me down. I pulled the hidden knife out from under my pillow and slashed as hard as I could at him, but he just grabbed my wrist and squeezed it until the pain made me drop the knife. Then he grabbed both my hands in one of his and held them over my head. He held me down while I struggled. I grunted and moved and tried to kick and scream, but I only wore myself out. Exhausted, I stopped thrashing and let the tears flow freely down my cheeks. I didn't know what to do, so I just tried to prepare myself for whatever was coming.
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