"John wouldn’t say a word. I could see him standing there where, a minute before, his celebration for me had died. I could see his hands falling down under the weight of misunderstandings. His mind was traveling as fast as the light goes, and my mind was falling slowly, in the dark of my own heart. After so long, this was going to become the most intimate moment we had ever had, as naked as we stood, wearing nothing but fear." - Writing those words was not easy. Afterall, it's hard to feel close to someone when you are both taking different paths in your lives. You want to be together, but your hearts are not beating the same beat anymore.

R.J. Kinnaird

The One - Runae Chapter was the very start of what was going to become the adventure of a life time. I still recall the moment I wrote these words. It was the very first time our heroes get to move beyond: "The sky had turned into the deep of our minds, the sea was now reaching the highest peaks of our fears as we were diving down, like tiny bullets cutting the water. Everywhere around was blue and black and all the shades in between. Reborn as dolphins, we could cross the sea without breathing, without slowing down, the three of us were holding to the trail Aura was leaving behind, virtually attached to it, led by its charted course."

R.J. Kinnaird

It was only on my second editing that I realised The Crimson Queen had much more to tell. I knew the nightmares she had endured, I knew she was evil deep inside, but I also knew it was an evil made by someone much worse. And there, as she became both perpetrator and victim, I understood I had to dig deeper.

R.J. Kinnaird

“Things didn’t change from a day to another. For a long while, I thought I truly loved him and that he was the right man for me. John never failed in being a beautiful human being, in making me feel loved.

To this day, after the magic, the losses we had to endure, the tears we shed, he is still one of the purest souls who has ever walked on this earth.

Whether I had chosen him or I had been moved by other hands, like a marionette bound to its strings, it didn’t matter. It felt right, it felt like my heart wanted it.”

R.J. Kinnaird

How Daniel and Noah could be so similar and so different at the same time, it’s something that still hunts me. As I had started to write about them, eventually they both took the lead in every conversation, every turn, every decision. And so they turned apart, and came back together, in this dance that has a beginning but not an end.

R.J. Kinnaird