Didn't think I was working on PROTECTOR? Think again... those voices are always speaking. This is what one was thinking last night....
Coming March 2013!
Elise caught sight of something that glittered in the wheaten grass, twinkling at her from the fading light of the day. The knee-high fronds slithered against her woolen skirt as it trailed through the blond sea that parted with her passage. She scooped up the object and immediately recognized it for what it was: a necklace of great intricacy, a lone jewel of meaning in the Outside, to be found by her in this singular moment that gasped like a stolen breath.
She held it between her fingers, admiring the delicate hammered feathers of a fine silver metal, the ancient symbol of catching one's dreams stamped on its structure in a rough circle with a finely woven spider web of metal. A deep green stone winked back at her.
Elise clasped it about her neck, the cold metal heating as it lay against the intersecting bones at the base of her throat. She gave a furtive glance about her person, moving into the border of the forest. Toward safety, toward The Clan of Ohio....
Readers: Whose necklace is this? Can a clever reader answer this question? Further, why is it there?