Today’s Unforgettable Adventure: The Firebird, by Susanna Kearsley

Posted by on Aug 13, 2013 in Blog, Contest/Giveaway, Unforgettable Adventure | 0 comments

Unforgettable Adventure 10: THE FIREBIRD by Susanna Kearsley

Unfor­get­table Adven­ture 10: THE FIREBIRD by Susanna Kearsley

Susanna Kears­ley and The Fire­bird bring us to the con­clu­sion of the Unfor­get­table Adven­ture Give­away. Tomor­row, we’ll announce winners–till then, it’s not too late to enter! Go to  Susanna’s blog and leave a com­ment to enter, and check out the links at the end of the post for even more ways to enter.

Here’s Susanna:

Nicola’s not look­ing for adven­ture. But when a client brings a fam­ily heirloom—called “the Firebird”—to her gallery to be appraised for sale, she has to help, despite the fact that help­ing means she’ll have to use the psy­chic “gifts” she’d rather hide, and call a favor in from an old boyfriend, Rob, whose gifts are even greater than her own.

Using Rob’s abil­i­ties to “see” the dis­tant past, they start their search in Scot­land for the client’s long-dead ances­tor, a lit­tle girl they know will one day own that fam­ily heir­loom. When they find her, she’s in danger.

Anna sat up fully, straight­en­ing her back as her own gaze slipped to the colonel and she asked him, ‘Is the devil really on his way here?’

Colonel Graeme, as he often did, delayed his answer with a ques­tion of his own. ‘And do ye fear the devil, Anna?’

Anna heard again the wicked wail­ing of the wind, and was not sure. She looked to where her mother and her father stood, and then towards the door that was still blocked by Cap­tain Jamieson and guarded by the colonel, and it seemed to her that noth­ing could so eas­ily get past those two men and their swords, and sud­denly she knew that she was not afraid. Not really.

So she said as much. And when she asked the colonel, ‘Can your ship out­run him?’ she felt some­thing stir within her, like the thrill at the begin­ning of a great adventure.

Nicola knows there are risks in fol­low­ing a fire­bird. In Russ­ian folk­lore, when a fire­bird drops a feather, any fool who picks it up and tries to chase the bird itself is in for trou­ble. But…

A sin­gle white feather had snagged on a low clump of blow­ing grass and with­ered wild­flow­ers, fight­ing the wind that was try­ing to tear it away.

It was only a gull’s feather, ragged and plain, not a feather of flame from a fire­bird, but I felt Rob’s amuse­ment before I looked up at him.

There were those eyes again, dar­ing me, waiting.

‘That’s how it begins,’ he said, ‘isn’t it?’

Hands in his pock­ets, he patiently watched while I looked down again at the feather. The wind caught its end and it started to lift and on impulse I bent down and reached for it.

So two women in two dif­fer­ent times set out on sep­a­rate quests, con­nected by a sim­ple carv­ing that—just like the Fire­bird in the fairy tales—may lead them to a trea­sure noth­ing like the one they each set out to find.

Leav­ing a com­ment on Susanna’s blog gets you entered to win The Fire­bird and the other nine sto­ries. Increase your odds of win­ning by sub­scrib­ing to my blog as well (see the form in the right side­bar) and by fol­low­ing the links below:

Ali­son Atlee, The Type­writer Girl Face­book

Jes­sica Brock­mole, Let­ters from Skye  Face­book

T.J. Brown, Sum­mer­set Abbey: Spring Awak­en­ing  Face­book

Sarah Jio, The Last Camel­lia Face­book

Susanna Kears­ley, The Fire­bird Face­book

Kather­ine Keenum, Where the Light Falls 

Stephanie Lehmann, Astor Place Vin­tage Face­book

Kate Noble, Let It Be Me   Face­book

Deanna Ray­bourn, A Spear of Sum­mer Grass Face­book

Lau­ren Willig, The Ash­ford Affair Face­book



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