Kiara Pride-Lander

and the Deathly Hand of Holiness

By K.J. Amethyst

Book 1: Despair

Poems and Forewords

She Is Gone by David Alexander Elder

You can shed tears that she is gone,

Or you can smile because she has lived.

You can close your eyes and pray that she will come back,

Or you can open your eyes and see that she has left.

Your heart can be empty because you can't see her,

Or you can be full of the love that you shared.

You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday,

Or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday.

You can remember her and only that she is gone,

Or you can cherish her memory and let it live on.

You can cry and close your mind,

Be empty and turn your back.

Or you can do what Mum would have wanted:

Smile, Open your Eyes, Love and Go On.

Home No More Home to Me by Robert Louis Stevenson

Home no more to me, whither must I wander?

Hunger my driver, I go where I must.

God blows the winter wind over hill and heather;

Thick drives the rain, and my roof is the dust.

Loved of wise men was the shade of my roof-tree.

The true word of welcome was spoken in the door -

Dear days of old, with the faces in the firelight,

Kind folks of old, you come again no more.

Home was home then, my dear, full of kindly faces,

Home was home then, my dear, happy for the child,

Fire and the windows bright glittered on the moorland;

Song, tuneful song, built a palace in the wild.

Now, when day dawns on the brow of the moorland,

Lone stands the house, and the chimney is stone-cold.

Lone let it stand, now the friends are all departed,

The kind hearts, the true hearts, that loved the place of old.

Spring shall come, come again, calling up the moor-fowl,

Spring shall bring the sun and rain, bring the bees and flowers;

Red shall the heather bloom over hill and valet,

Soft flow the stream through the even-flowing hours;

Fair the day shine as it shone on my childhood -

Fair shine the day on the house with open door;

Birds come and cry there and twitter in the chimney -

But I go for ever and come again no more.

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Notes on the Seventh Book by Kimberly Joan Amethyst.

The seventh book in the Kiara Pride-Lander series is split into three books: Book 1 - Despair, Book 2 - War, and Book 3 - Hope. I give the books these titles because I feel that my readers need to understand what is going on through both Kiara's and Sian's heads as they start the last stretch of their journey. The book as a whole still focuses on Kiara as she goes about destroying the Horcruxes Zira created, but I think it is important that my readers also get an insight into another main character in the series - Sian.

You see, in the sixth Kiara Pride-Lander book, at the end of it, Sian lost her mother, Susan Crighton, Headmistress of Dragon Mort Magical Academy. The death of this woman has devastating consequences on both Kiara and Sian, but more on Sian, and that is why in the seventh book, the first book - or part - is called Despair because it focuses slightly more on Sian and her suffering and how she is coping and whether she will be back to the old Sian we have grown to know and love again.

Book 2 - War, is obviously focused on the battle that takes place and is more focused on Kiara, because once you've got through the first book, it turns its attentions back on Kiara for the most part, because we are coming to the end of the journey and therefore we have to stick with her because she is our leading lady and we have to see whether she will be able to accomplish the very difficult task of destroying Lady Zira. We will also be able to find out if Kiara and her parents will become a proper family again like they were once before.

Book 3 - Hope is what happens after the battle, and will explore what happens between the end of the war and Dragon Mort reopening before heading on to nineteen years later, and that is all I will say about that. So if, like me, you are annoyed that J.K. Rowling never wrote a bit more of what happened after the battle, then I hope that I more than make up for it - well, I'll try to, anyway.

At the beginning of each book - or part - I will have one or two poems in place to explain a little of what the book is about, and I think the two that I have chosen make sense for this part. There could be a few more that I have chosen, but I don't want to bore you with poetry, so that is why I did not do that. Furthermore, I do not own them but I like them, so that's why I chose them.

I know that the title does sound a lot like a title to a fairy tale, and in a way it is, but I think that it will make sense to many of you as to why I chose this title as it goes on. At least I hope it does, anyway.

I should like to point out that in this book, I am going to remind my readers of things that they have loved from the last six books, so that they can remember what they have laughed and cried about along with me. So, to my faithful readers out there, I than you with my whole heart for staying with Kiara and I on this rather wild journey that we have taken together. And remember, no matter what happens, accept love! DO NOT SHUN IT, like Lady Zira and Lord Voldemort did.

Live and live well, for now and forever.

Thank you

Kimberly Joan Amethyst.

XOXO