The Healing Heart

By Linda Jordan

To survive, Rose must venture into the unknown.

Leaving Faerie for the human world, she faces the challenge of healing her own broken heart.

Rose must also learn to survive in the modern human world. Of which she knows nothing.

Readers who enjoy a fresh take on Fae, magic and healing should do themselves a favor and enjoy escaping into another world. Pick it up today.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Metamorphosis Press
• Release date: Feb 16, 2020
• ISBN: 9781393072683

Linda Jordan

Linda Jordan writes fascinating characters, visionary worlds, and imaginative fiction. She creates both long and short fiction, serious and silly. She believes in the power of healing and transformation, and many of her stories follow those themes.In a previous lifetime, Linda coordinated the Clarion West Writers’ Workshop as well as the Reading Series. She spent four years as Chair of the Board of Directors during Clarion West’s formative period. She’s also worked as a travel agent, a baker, and a pond plant/fish sales person, you know, the sort of things one does as a writer.Currently, she’s the Programming Director for the Writers Cooperative of the Pacific Northwest.Linda now lives in the rainy wilds of Washington state with her husband, daughter, four cats, a cluster of Koi and an infinite number of slugs and snails.

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The Healing Heart

The Healing Heart

Linda Jordan

Metamorphosis Press

Copyright © 2020 by Linda Jordan

Published by Metamorphosis Press

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The Healing Heart

About the Author

The Healing Heart

Rose was done. Finished with Faerie. She wouldn’t be back.

Now that the human world was open to Faerie again, she’d go live with humans. Where no one would control her.

Even though Grandmother was right. She should never have gotten involved with a fire spirit. Fire burns plants. And she was a plant spirit.

Her heart might heal, with time. Until then, she’d see what the human world had to offer.

She’d ridden one of Faerie’s horses to the edge of the small town, but then had to let it return. The horse had agreed to carry her only so far. Humans had peculiar ideas about other beings they considered lesser than them. They considered them property. Faerie’s horses belonged to no one.

It hadn’t been so long ago that they considered women to be the property of men. The vote was still out with children.

The only way humans would change their ways was to be exposed to Fae. Rose felt determined to join the other Fae out in the world, doing that work.

The village had many vacant buildings. People apparently left the countryside, moving to the cities. Even the prosperous villages had this problem.

Where should she enquire?

The market shop where food was sold? The book shop? Or perhaps the pub? None of them felt like the right place.

She shifted her small pack and walked down the hard stone path near the buildings. There was no one in sight, even though it was a beautiful morning. It was spring and it felt peculiar to wear leather shoes and a long dress. She would normally be barefoot and naked out in the meadows. Helping plants to grow, bloom and then seed.

Well she’d do that here, wearing clothes, so as not to shock the humans. Small steps. They need small steps, she reminded herself.

There was a sign on a building that read Gifts. She’d ask there.

Inside, there were five people. A woman dressed in vibrant colors stood behind a table near the entrance. She smiled at Rose, who returned the smile. She was younger than the humans Rose had seen before. Those had all been older men. Politicians they were called.

The other four people, three women and one man were picking up glass and china and woven things and talking about