Collection: Red Leather Diaries (series)

What to do? What to do? You’ve worked hard. You want, no need, to relax. You could get online. Watch a movie. Something more mindless. Or even just vegetate, once again. But then you hear something. A whisper. A voice. Calling to you. “Psst! Come here … come hear my story … of love and life … of great adventure … of great inspiration.” You know where it comes from. That old leather book laying over there. The one all worn and blood stained. A great love story, perhaps the greatest ever, wrapped in intrigue, exhilarating action, thrilling adventure, and even great mystery, and splashed with humor and heart-warming inspiration. It’s calling to you, even now …

 You walk over and pick up the book …

 RED LEATHER

 Big mistake, if you wanted to stay bored and twiddle-slugged. But you’re different. You’re smart. You use your mind, your imagination. And you care. You care deeply for that which is most important, rather than that which will not last. You feel deep love, desire it, crave it, lust for it within the depth of your Soul. And you desire to give it. Not just a maudlin sentimentality. Nay! Real Love. True love. Deep Love. Passion and Fire! Warmth and fulfillment. You yearn to feed this passion, this desire. Yes? … Yes …

 You feel the leather. You run your fingers over the weather worn edges. And you see the blood stains of those who gave their lives to bring you this tome. You raise the diary to your nostrils and inhale. You take in the fragrance of the Beauty within, now calling to you. Come see! Come see me! Slip into my shoes and feel my world. The beauty and wonder of it all …

 COZY FIRE

You grasp the book and hold it to your heart with both hands crossed over it. You slip into the easy chair sitting here in front of the crackling fire. You close your eyes. Relax. Hear the crackle. Feel the fire. It’s warmth. It’s charm. Slip away… Slip away… From this world… To the other…

 RELAX & ENJOY

The Troubadour begins to sing his song of love. He’s a Traveler who sets his stories to song and captures them in tome. This book upon your chest is but one of many such stories. Hear now the Traveling Troubadour’s song …

I’m a traveler. I’ve traveled long and far in this world. I’ve been to the Northern Mountains, the Southern Seas, and to the fiery Pillars of Izmer. I’ve seen the Great Circle of Forebode. I’ve plunged to the deepest depths of the oceans and climbed to the heights of the greatest mountains. I’ve fought through jungle vines and survived the heat of the driest and vastest deserts. And far and near, I’ve gathered a few stories. Those that tell of the greatest treasures, the pursuits thereof, and of the greatest loves in this entire world. Thus it is that I bring to you these great stories of survival, of passion, of venture, and throng! And even of betrayal, and darkness, and wrong. And when all told, there is a line that’s drawn throughout them all …

I’ve bound the greatest stories here in my blood-stained journals ...

So hear now Friend, the truest telling of the story of The Pearl of Izmer!