Excerpt from my NaNoWriMo project

                                    Cross Keys (excerpt)

Since I am frantically writing away on the manuscript for this year's National Novel Writing Month, I decided to share an excerpt from that project as my blog post this week.

This urban fantasy has no vampires or werewolves or witches. It is a story about two elite elves from competing/feuding families in their homeland of Elvenrude. They have gone through a dimensional portal and are currently living in New Orleans, in the human world, but they're not acquainted. They eventually meet at a party back in Elvenrude. When a problem occurs that affects both worlds, the king asks the heroine, a former member of the King's Guard, to do something about it. In this excerpt, which covers a scene break involving a change from her point of view to his, you will briefly meet both main characters, Kam and Seth.

EXCERPT:
      Stepping into her specialized clothing that covered her from head to toe in form-fitting black but still allowed freedom of movement, Kam added the lightweight black jacket that would conceal her small crossbow and quiver of arrows within a fake hood. Her basic outfit already had a real hood if she needed to cover her hair. Her knives went into a left wrist sheath and her right boot. An amulet of invisibility hung from a chain at her throat—ready to be invoked if she needed its protection, and the silver band was on her right wrist. As a final touch, she'd tied a thin black scarf around her neck. In an emergency it could substitute as a garrote or for restraints. The enemy had already proven capable of murder. She intended to be prepared for their next meeting.

      She slipped out the side door of her apartment building and paused to look both directions. Eyeing the two story building next door, she flexed her knees, and leaped for the rooftop. Kam smiled as she landed easily and loped across the rooftops, reveling in the freedom and super agility of the magic band.

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      Holy Hell! Seth Lormarc straightened from his relaxed position at the rear of her building and stepped forward to stare at the rooftop. He'd hoped if he was patient long enough, she'd reveal herself, but he hadn't expected her to make a suspicious move this soon. And nothing so dramatic.

      A slow smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. Not an ordinary elf at all. Unless you considered a stroll across the rooftops ordinary. She obviously had access to some of the ancient magic. And knew how to use it.

      Luckily he had magic of his own. He stuck his hand in his jacket pocket, his fingers closing around a small object. He'd find her again. Seth turned and strode off at a brisk pace. Kameo Ryndel was proving to be more interesting than he'd thought.


                                               That's it! What do you think? Should I keep writing?
                                                              Psst. I will anyway. :)