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James G. Seviour

Writer

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New Release

The Hollow Earth (2021)

After researching a mysterious article regarding her estranged father's disappearance, the young journalist Joanna Faye travels to the south of Chile to unravel not only her own personal history but revealing the truth hidden beneath us since the dawn of time that may end us all.

Meanwhile, a team of archaeologists led by Oliver de Rio race against the clock to prevent his old rival, Wilfred, from 

discovering the secret of what lies at the heart of the Hollow Earth.

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Breaking Free

Moments that change your life are never singular. They are the flapping of wings that pick you up, an inch at a time before you take flight into a new stage of your life. I sat cross-legged on the beach as if in meditation while the spray of the salted surf tingled my lips. The mighty Pacific Ocean breathed in, then sighed a whisper of its harmonious tale, a song of calm and struggle. I didn't hear it, but I felt it knowing that I face a choice, a crossroads: Do I start a new life in Chile, or do I go back to the UK and continue where I left off? ....

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Conversation between

Land and Sea

On the western coast of South America as day breaks before the sun rises. SEA: ‘Good morning. Good morning. Good morning.’ LAND: ‘My goodness, is it that time to wake up already?’ SEA: ‘I’m afraid so.’ LAND: ‘Why am I all wet? Seriously Pacific you don’t need to throw water on me all the time!’ SEA: ‘I’m sorry, I just don’t like being alone.’

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Euphoria

The world blurred for Jenna as she stared out at the smooth emerald pastures from the bridge. Why is everything about control when it comes to fear? She thought, surely, it’s rational to fear death. Jenna turned her head, a flock of geese glided down over the troubled waters. She stepped up to the ledge with bungee rope wrapped around her ankles. The instructor behind tightened the cord until it dug into Jenna’s skin, ‘Are you good?’ he asked. Jenna turned a pasty white. Her steady breathing shortened. What the hell am I doing?

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The Last Winter

The last winter was one of discontent. Don’t worry; I won’t quote Shakespeare or anything, well maybe a little at the end, anyway I will acknowledge how I was broken at that time. There was one day, a weekday, in the middle of that dreadful season after Christmas, I recall when I stood at the centre of the Circus, a roundabout at the top of a hill under an ancient tree; its leaves plucked themselves off like feathers, its roots thrust into the earth and blackened branches like wrinkled fingertips held the heavens aloft as if it were alone the titan, Atlas.

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Winds of War

Moments that change your life are never singular. They are the flapping of wings that pick you up, an inch at a time before you take flight into a new stage of your life. I sat cross-legged on the beach as if in meditation while the spray of the salted surf tingled my lips. The mighty Pacific Ocean breathed in, then sighed a whisper of its harmonious tale, a song of calm and struggle. I didn't hear it, but I felt it knowing that I face a choice, a crossroads: Do I start a new life in Chile, or do I go back to the UK and continue where I left off? ....

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Endless Horizon

On the western coast of South America as day breaks before the sun rises. SEA: ‘Good morning. Good morning. Good morning.’ LAND: ‘My goodness, is it that time to wake up already?’ SEA: ‘I’m afraid so.’ LAND: ‘Why am I all wet? Seriously Pacific you don’t need to throw water on me all the time!’ SEA: ‘I’m sorry, I just don’t like being alone.’

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Aura Absorber

If there was every any doubt that auras are real, Allister diminishes it. Reading people is difficult, but with the right gifts, it’s simple enough to find those who are pure of heart. Unless they’re so good at masking their aura that even the best get fooled. Best friends, Allister and Gael, embark on a virtual adventure to find the truth of their bad luck to find that it isn’t quite a coincidence. After many years apart they become inseparable again.  Until Perla comes along. Tasked with stealing her aura, Allister knows it’s not right anymore and does everything he can to protect and train her while they’re both being hunted. In a world where the truth can be anything, and lies mean nothing, peace will prevail. Wars are waged and lost friends and family are joined again by tragedy. When hope is all lost, it is given again through kindness and determination.

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Hollow Earth

After researching a mysterious article regarding her estranged father's disapearance the young journalist Joanna Faye travels to the south of Chile to unravel not only her own personal history but revealing the truth hidden beneath us since the dawn of time that may end us all. Meanwhile, a team of archaeologists led by Oliver de Rio race against the clock to prevent his old rival, Wilfred, from  discovering the secret of what lies at the heart of the Hollow Earth.

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About James Seviour

I'm a writer from the United Kingdom. I had two short stories published in Chile, South America in 2018 and I am working with other writers in Bath, UK to continuously improve and develop my skills.

I am currently working on several novels and love writing fiction, especially fantasy, science fiction, adventure and romance.

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