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Mierna Book 2 Published!

I’m super excited to announce that the second illustrated book “Mierna & the Keeper of Nightmares” got released on Amazon 4/21/2024. It has over 40 illustrations of pure wildness, based off Celtic Folklore of the púca. May all your Dreams come true…. Those I could not fit into the book can be found on the website.

www.MiernaMysteries.com

Mierna Sketch

Quick sketch of Mierna. Just a little facial practice, but I really like like how she’s already turned out. She’s missing freckles, so I may finish her. Just keep it black and white for now. A lot of what I do is in color, finished to a semi-realistic style. But let’s see how she looks without color.

Evening Palace

Progress of the main Faerie Palace for book 2: “Mierna & the Keeper of Nightmares”

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Morning Surprise WIP

Mierna wakes to find herself clothed in PJ’s she’s never owned… Meanwhile, the mischievous púca, Vlanders, sits in the corner snipping out clothing from a paper doll book…

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Sail into the Faerie Wilds

Original piano music for book 2 “Mierna & the Keeper of Nightmares”

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Let Them Eat Cake

As a reward to the Dreaming Partners’ duties, they are given a giant cake to dive into!

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Hidden Amongst Humans

Saja in human form. She appears a couple of times in the second Mierna book, and I wanted to capture this one look. Debating background, which would be a circus…

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The Sideshow WIP

Currently working on this piece for the second book in the Mierna Mysteries series. Finishing painting in the doves.. working on the hat sitting on the stool. Eventually, it will have a rabbit popping out.

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Finally Finished!

Finally finished writing the second Mierna book!

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She missed being out in the barn with the horses and remembered her sister’s pony, Thistle. The little escape-artist always found a way out of his stall, so she was not surprised to see the shaggy brown and white-rumped pony grazing alongside the shed in the backyard. Even though the farm had been sold, she was still welcome to come anytime. However, it was the lot on the other side that she was most interested in and drove a little further until the road curved around. She could see men working on the roof, laying out shingles when she pulled up the driveway. She waved to them and got out to assess the progress. It was nothing fine or fancy, with enough character and space for comfort.

I’m sure Vlanders would call this ‘tiny’ compared to his home…. with wasted wall space.

The thought brought a smile to her lips since the púca adorned every inch of his home with furnishings and collectables. With a final glance around the property, she got ready to leave. As the car pulled away, she thought it odd that the shadows cast across the roof from the workers did not match one in particular. A low-hanging cloud passed overhead, temporarily covering the spot in question. Mierna waited, but once it passed the shadow was gone. After all her adventures in the Fae, she wondered if her mind was playing tricks.

“Don’t let your imagination run wild,” she scolded herself. “It’s not like anything would want to get into a halfway built house, except bugs.” She made a face, letting the car cruise down the driveway and back onto the main road. “I hate bugs.”

She never noticed the tail-end of a shadow disconnect from one of the men walking too close to the edge. It allowed the shadow to slip down the siding, extending its presence over the front porch. The door was partially opened, an invitation that could not go ignored. It hesitated only a moment before disappearing inside. Until the house was completely finished, it would wait with growing hunger.

A hunger… for revenge.

Mierna’s Ballgown – Snippet

“Most non-believers will not be able to see what you can as a Dreamer. Even so, there are a… slew of beings capable of entering… if one is not careful.” He dramatically waved his hands to his words. “Remember, Mierna. The white púca was in your hometown. And that is where you’ve chosen to build. Most likely, she already knows.”

Mierna threw up her hands in defeat. “Great! I might as well have gone around shouting out my personal business and just make it easy.”

Vlanders merely giggled and made his way over to paperdoll books still laying on the table. “Not a bad way to distract someone. If there’s one thing we enjoy most, it’s a good chat!” 

He held up a cutout of a turquoise dress, eyeing the simplicity of its design. A wave of hand summoned a standing mirror to glide across the floor. 

“See what you think,” he said.

Hesitant, Mierna stepped in front of the mirror to see herself dressed in the most elegant gown. An outer layer of lace contained a stained-glass pattern that glimmered when light tread across it. Its off-the-shoulder cut was trimmed in a ruffle of iridescent lace, matching how Vlanders’ feathery quills displayed along his shoulders. Curious what her shoes might look like, she instinctively reached down to lift the front of the dress when her hand actually touched lacey fabric.

Stunned, she glanced down at the gown that had replaced her pajamas and gave a twirl, relishing the feel of it swishing about her. When she gazed into the mirror once more, she found her hair already styled so it too flowed around her face with a hint of turquoise eye makeup to match the dress. 

“You like?”

The voice was Vlanders, but it was not the faun standing in the mirror, but his human form all dressed in white. Mierna turned to face him. His princely suit was trimmed in the same design and color with hair and beard neatly combed, not wild and untamed as he often times looked. 

With one hand behind his back, he offered his other out for her. Mierna was spellbound, drawn to his handsome appearance. She lifted a hand for him to take and watched as he raised it to his lips. His eyes never left hers as he lightly planted a kiss. 

“You’re perfect.” His words made her blush until he added, “You’ll be the talk of the Fae after we finish dancing.”

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