Saturday, October 20, 2012

Spooktacular Pitch #44: SHADOW CASTLE

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Title: Shadow Castle
Genre: YA Historical Fantasy mash-up of Sleeping Beauty and a Celtic Myth, The Shadowy One
Word Count: 70,000 words

3 line Pitch:

Ashton Driver must rescue the princess he is going to marry and River Morgan is on a quest to erase memories from others. Things take a turn for the worse when Ashton finds his damsel in distress is one hundred years old, she refuses to be rescued because she doesn’t remember who she is, and Ashton will die if he doesn’t return home with his new bride. Still worse, River is behind it all and Ashton must figure out why before they all end up as nothing more than a memory.

First 250:

River tore a piece of material from the hem of her petticoat and wrapped it around her hand, clenching the cloth between her teeth. The white linen turned red before she finished tying the knot. Her stomach tightened and for a moment she thought she would be sick. Taking in a long breath stopped the shakes in her hands. An image laced with pink swirled through her mind, yet River didn’t recognize it.

How did they find me? What am I going to do?

Staggering to her feet, River leaned against the side of the wagon. She strained her ears for any noise, any movement. Nothing. She had to hurry, before they came back for her. No time to think, no time to waste. They would return once they knew their assassin had failed. She stared past the dried up, yellowing plants of the garden towards her house.

The shanty door swung back and forth, creaking a sad, singsong melody as if to say goodbye. Someone had been inside her makeshift home. Panic clamped down as she thought of the Memory Book.

Every muscle in River’s body throbbed, but she forced her legs to move forward. Her entire life hinged upon keeping the Memory Book safe, away from prying eyes. No one knew it existed, except the Thief Takers. They had chased her for months lusting after the powers held within its pages.

Trembling fingers brushed a stray piece of yellow hair from her eyes as she silenced the fear echoing inside her head.

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