O.J. Barré > Quotes

“Tension, amped-up and zinging, rippled in the air as thunder crackled overhead, riding the wind the storms created and perpetuated. Emily bounced on excited but terrified toes as her storm-chasing Self fought the fear. Twisting, she ogled the squall to the south and pirouetted to gawk at the nor’easter. A gust of wind slapped”
― O.J. Barré, Awen Rising

“appeared to be smiling too. A warmth bloomed inside her, like an oven kicking on or a sun bursting over an unseen horizon. Emily’s smile deepened to a lopsided grin. Outside, a fat robin darted from the branch of a stately oak and landed with a splash in the puddle. A floodgate let go, releasing a torrent of dammed-up emotions. Happy tears sprang to Emily’s eyes. This place was perfect. If she tried to imagine a better situation,”
― O.J. Barré, Awen Rising

“The drink of choice for all self-respecting Draconians, furroot was best sipped and consumed in small quantities. It tasted like fermented troglodyte piss and kicked like a Valdesiane Horned Ass.”
― O.J. Barré, Awen Rising

“Mature, slick-leaved magnolias capped salmon wild quince and tulips of varied hues. A row of yellow daffodils danced in the breeze, a perfect contrast to the carpet of lavender phlox blanketing the nearest grave. Ivy wound around an etched urn and trailed over the low brick wall. A whiff of rosemary tickled her nose.”
― O.J. Barré, Awen Rising

“It is the belief of the Elders, that you, Emily Bridget, are the one to whom the prophecy refers. It is you who will avert Earth’s coming disaster.”
― O.J. Barré, Awen Rising