Dasha is a woman who stops aging at 25 because of a curse hanging over her family. This is just a side effect of witchcraft, the aim of which was to force Dasha and all women in her family to suffer from love and from never being loved in return.
“They will live with that unrequited love, which would be a torture. It will turn into their pain, obsession and sickness. Time will not heal them. Minutes and years would stretch to lengthen their sadness. There will no escape from love. Exhausted by that love, they will be seeking a way out. There will be just one escape, just one…”
Dasha is trying to find a way to stop the witchcraft. She witnesses wars, and leaders who come and go, promising new horizons and tearing off the thin threads of hope. To solve her mother’s secrets she has to connect the dots between past and present, traveling to various cities and even countries. Her sister Anna is suffering because of love and Dasha herself cannot escape her fate. Can she beat the darkness and change her life? Will she be able to find happiness in the ocean of suffering and frustration?
Readers who are moved by a combination of fantasy, drama and romance will find this book interesting.
Recently a plot with a similar idea of an ageless woman was used in Hollywood, in the movie “The Age of Adaline” (2015).
Targeted Age Group:: 16-100
What Inspired You to Write Your Book?
The concept of “Love and Void” was partly inspired by “The Enchanters” (1973) by a French writer Romain Gary.
How Did You Come up With Your Characters?
My idea was to create a string woman, who can find her way despite on anything at all. The book has a touch of fantasy, but it is just a way to highlight the challenge.
Book Sample
Nobody ever told me about the curse hanging over our family. Like the pieces of a bizarre puzzle, I gradually opened the mystery on my own: because of halfheartedly told words, aloof facial expressions or sighs, which were hiding doomed thoughts. Always knowing we were far from ordinary, I stubbornly unfolded fact after fact, trying to find an explanation as to why things were happening the way they were. Now, I am almost sure that I kept doing it because of the pines: they were whispering the truth to me . Of course! They were there from the very beginning of this incredible story.<br />
Our house was on the edge of a small village, and the forest came right up to the walls. The village was called Dalniy. In Russian this name means “Far Away”, and the place fully justified its name, to a large extent reflecting the mood of inhabitants. We happened to stay away from the world as if forgotten by all. The forest surrounded us .<br />
The pines were in charge in that corner of the world. A long time ago they superseded maples, lindens and birches. Slender grasses barely made their way through the rich and soft carpet of fragrant dry needles. It was a heavy forest, though you wouldn’t call it primeval: seeping through thorny branches sunbeams were able to find their way to the land. The pine forest remained in my memory, bright and friendly. That smell dazzled me! Even today wherever I go, I find it everywhere, catch a bit of it everywhere – that amazing and unique aroma of my childhood… I guess I have always kept that scented softwood somewhere deep inside and was carrying it with me my whole life, in spite of the incomprehensible number of years, months, days, minutes and seconds that separate me from that girl, that dreamer, who loved to lie down under the branches of luxurious pine.<br />
Everything is possible when you are a child. You take a couple of steps from the fence – and reddish trunks, as if they are your pals, gather around you at once. Actually they were my real friends. With them, I laughed and cried. I even came up with nice names for some of them! Though most of the names faded from memory long time ago, it is impossible to forget the real friends. There were four. Fyodor proudly lifted his crown high into the sky. Nearby stayed Senka, who was not tall at all, but he definitely looked like a strong one with his heavy muscular trunk. These two were the most reliable soldiers-defenders in the whole world. Of course, it was only me who they were supposed to rescue. Close by grew coquette Maryanka in her bell-bottomed dress and slim shy Fekla. They were my dear girlfriends who could be trusted with the greatest secrets of a child.<br />
I loved to read fairy tales next to them, and often even invented my own stories. Of course it was me who was playing the role of a beautiful princess. Sometimes I found myself lost in the woods, sometimes – abandoned here by enemies of the Tenth Kingdom. My imagination seemed to be almost infinite. It didn’t matter though how exactly the princess made it into the dense forest. Ah, yes, in the fairy tale the woods were impenetrable! So it didn’t matter how I came there after all. The ending was the same every time. A handsome prince always rescued me, every single time. Coincidence or not, but the prince found his fiance, end of story. The savior came from behind the trunks with a backpack on his shoulders. You know, it is impossible to imagine a young man riding a white horse in the pine tree forest. So I decided, once and forever: my Prince will be a hiker, as I was one. He seemed to be woven from our pine forest and its fragrance. Later I got to comprehend that my fairy-tale hero was nothing else but my second half. That’s why he also loved the forest.<br />
Sometimes the prince came early in the morning, when the dew on the grass was still there, untouched, and the moist air multiplied the scent of the forest. In other tales, the prince appeared in the forest at sunset, when the pines quieted down in anticipation of magic night. I was inventing incredible stories in a variety of circumstances. However, as I said, whatever happened in the story, my hero always found me. No wonder, every little girl dreams about a handsome prince: either on a white horse or in a fancy car or just on foot… Anyway, he had to be strong, kind and capable of love.
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