Date Posted:07:43:56 01/09/08 Wed Author: dea Subject: Dear DG, my name is Dea Vianna and I live in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil. The Outlander series has reached me only last year, but it has taken me in its tide in the most enrapturing way. (more inside)
I've read up to A Breath of Snow and Ashes. Though only the first three books have been released in my country (actually, Outlanders is currently out of print; Voyager was released in two volumes), I was fortunate to order all the six books of what I believed to be the main series (not counting the adventures of John Grey), in English. I’m happy and excited to know that there are two more books in the oven…
It’s said that sailors who cross the Equator Line for the first time go through a series of “rites of passage and elaborate rituals initiating them into The Solemn Mysteries of the Ancient Order of the Deep”. I don’t know if that applies to crossing the line by air or digital ways. Or to books, for that matter. All I can say is, your books have made that crossing. Not only have they taken me back with them, to unveil the solemn mysteries of my own depths, but also they have made me cross the ocean myself last year, to the British Islands, answering a call I could not resist. I said a prayer for you when I was kneeling by the Fraser’s grave, in a field of heather in bloom, tears mingling with the soft rain, taken away by the cold breeze.
I'm aware that you have probably had the same kind of emotional response to your books many times before, from varied sources. Well, allow me to get in line with those who, before me, have been marveled by the story you've been weaving.
The experience of going through long nights devouring chapter after chapter was like walking into a clearing, to realize that the path you've been walking on has widened and it's bound to take you where you're supposed to go. All the little "synchronicities", the "clicks" of pieces falling into place, long lingering doubts finally showing their true colors to the new understanding of ancient truths… All of that happening in this quite remarkable period in my life, with music and words demanding to be brought to the concrete world by my hands, my voice, my soul…
I confess I had not thought through what I was going to write to you… But now I realize the only thing I can expect to convey is gratefulness. So, thank you for the beautiful journey, which has crossed and then entwined with my own.
