She Sings Again

By Rei Rosenquist

When tragedy strikes, Luminko takes best friend Argo back to the place they met.

 

There, in the clearing, some new lesson awaits.

 

But, has Luminko come to learn it too late?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Rei Rosenquist
• Release date: Sep 20, 2021
• ISBN: 9798201991555

Rei Rosenquist

Rei Rosenquist first remembers life as seen out the high window of a hotel balcony. Down below is a courtyard, swarms of brightly dressed tourists, the beach. The memory is nothing but a blue-green washed image. Warmth and sunlight. Here, they are three years old, and this is the beginning of a nomadic story-teller’s life. Over the years, they have traveled to many countries, engaged many peoples, picked up new habits, and learned new languages. But, some things never change. For them, these are stories, food service, and traveling. These three passions have bloomed from hobbies, studies, and jobs into a way of life. These days, Rei can be found in between Tokyo, Kailua, and Bellingham, Washington pouring beautiful latte art, baking off a batch of famous savory scones, and cozying up with a laptop to obsessively write mountains of dark speculative fiction. You can find Rei’s stories and blog at reirosenquist.com. You can also reach them via email at [e-mail] or connect via Facebook (Rei Rosenquist), Twitter (rylrosenquist) and Instagram (rylrosenquist).

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She Sings Again

She Sings Again

Rei Rosenquist

Weathered Ocean Feathered Sky Press

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A brave freeflying conure who may be lost,

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Contents

She Sings Again

About the Author

Also by Rei Rosenquist

The forest air is cold, crisp, and stuffed full of light.

It’s no weather to bury a best friend in.

Yet, here Luminko is.

Bundled up, burial spade in one hand, the small swaddled body of a bird in the other.

Unwelcome sunlight slants through gaps in between tall and uneven birch trees that glow in the dusk like candlesticks. Amidst that glow, a small clearing stands out, bathed in a white light so bright it makes Luminko's eyes ache. The mossy ground is caught in the grip of winter, turned from its autumn sponginess to a hard packed slab