The Treasure of My Heart by Linda Lindor
The land was Costa Rica; a place of memories…
The deep green silhouette of two giant mountains lay against the peaceful sky of late afternoon. The sunken valley cradles tales of many adventures and memories. The place is encamped by a range of mountains that lead to the pacific, but to follow her trail the traveler is indeed challenged by her never ending peaks.
Not far to the east, there is a volcano. Some say that they have seen both the Pacific and the Atlantic oceans from her heights; a sight to behold only on a bright, cloudless day. This giant forms a picturesque backdrop for the great valley.
Into the hills, one is drawn by the melody of a cascade whose song is thunderous in rainy winter months, and yet gentle and soothing in the dry summer heat. Then, the once lush green carpet turns to gold.
Along the stream runs a path that leads from a small bathing pool created by a dam of logs, to a rough cabin hidden in the woods. The sounds of children daily harmonize with the river’s tune especially in the heart of the summer vacations.





2 comments
Melba Burns
October 4, 2012 at 4:15 am (UTC 0) Link to this comment
Hi,
I loved the feeling of this website, and particularly of your hand-drawn characters! Beautiful.
In writing, I do know that it helps so much to know what our characters really look like — and I know your book will be charming and deep and loving and… intriguing.
Good luck with it!
Sincerely,
Melba Burns
lynn
October 4, 2012 at 9:13 pm (UTC 0) Link to this comment
Hello Melba,
Thank you so much for your comment, I hope you enjoy the novel. All the best for your writer’s workshop, I heard that it is wonderful.
Sincerely,
Lynn