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I'm writing a book and I need help(advise) and I need a title.?

I think I want to call it SHADOWLAND and I also want to know what you, in your own eyes, think Kane looks like. SHADOWLAND (Daydream until tree part) I lay down on the soft, slightly moist green grass. I was in a valley, with trees swaying and dancing with the wind, to the music of my heart. The flowers were sighing in the wind, wishing they too, could dance. The warm breeze caressed my face and body. Moving my hair to tickle my cheek. I then I heard two boys conversing, one was a young immature voice, and the other sounded as deep as the ocean. I ran and hid behind a rock in the near distance, my father would be furious if he knew I was here, he forbade me to come here and play with nature. At that time I didn’t realize my summer dress was showing. One of the two boys saw my dress and he came sauntering toward me. I ran towards the woods encircling the valley. (Not daydream) I saw a tall tree and climbed up it. I went about half way then I was hit by the cold. I quickly climbed the rest of the way. I sat on the snow covered branch. I shivered. I looked down at myself. My dark, wavy, reddish brown hair was layered in snow and stuck together with mud, hung over my shoulders in clumps, it had knots in it. My raggedy fuchsia skirt was covered in dried mud and had grass stains. My burgundy colored top had holes in it. I noticed that in my town I was considered a witch because I had the rarest eye color ever; they were this rich brown color tinted with red, it had blotches of deep brown mixed in. My skin was fair, and had a tan coloring. I was dirty which made my skin color even darker. My face is diamond shaped. I then looked down and saw the ‘boys’ were actually hunters. I watch them stop at the base of my tree and look around. They stood there for approximately five minutes, and then police came. They had search dogs, they shoved my baby blanket in the dogs faces and the dogs smelled them. Man was I mad, they went into my home! My only safe place! My sanctuary! My alone place! They called to me, “Erin! Erin come home please!” They called; I could make out only one person I could trust, my twin, Kane. We both have powers, he can see auras and I can read minds, he says that mine is blue and blue means- blue aura indicates-the existence of balance, sustaining life, eased nerve system, transmitting forces and energy. People with blue strong point in their Aura are relaxed, balanced and feel ready to live in an isolated place and survive. They are born survivors. Blue thought is a thought about relaxing the nerve system to achieve the balance of the mind or a thought about surviving. Electric blue can override any other color in the Aura, when the person is receiving and/or transmitting information in a telepathic communication. I can also see into their ‘other past’ and now, and he can also become animals. In my other life I was a maid-I worked for a very wealthy family in the South. I was kind, generous and loyal. I had a big heart. I listened well to authority and kept my opinions to myself. Do as I'm told was my motto.-Today I am shy and reserved. I’m a follower, not a leader. Nobody can say an unkind word about you. Sometimes I let people walk all over me. Kane can become any animal he wants but he like cats, he’s an animal lover. He can turn at any point in time that he wants. He can talk to animals too, which I find really convenient and cool. Even though were twins, he looks a lot different than me. He’s tall, skinny, scrawny, and protective of me. He has blue eyes-he bought colored contacts to cover up all the odd color eyes we have, and artificially before dirty blond hair. His hair used to be brown, and then black, he colored it dirty blond, and his eyes were like mine, then he got the contacts. I used my telepathy and talked to Kane: become a walk and become a hawk, and above the tree that you’re under, I am about in the middle. Come to me. Okay. Kane answered He walked into the woods and ‘melted’, he at least looked like he was melting. His face became contorted, and his body became small and his body became feathers, and his clothed fell to the forest floor. His nose and mouthed became a beak, his eyes became small and beady. He picked up his clothes in his beak and flew up to me, dropped his clothes in my lap and landed on my shoulder.

Public Comments

1. There are several novels, plays and films called Shadowland or Shadowlands. I am not saying you can't do the same, but its not wholly original. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shadowland You have an interesting concept. I encourage you to develop it. I fear, though, that you are inspired by Twilight as many young people are. I persuade you to try and make it more original. Put more of you in it.