Tara’s parents found love in the most impossible of circumstances.

Both of them were enslaved in different ways. They were stripped of freedom and forced into lives of servitude. Whether Tara’s father’s capture was on purpose or destiny is unclear. In my book, “Dad” is the strongest and oldest of the Immortal clan. So why doesn’t he escape? Why would someone so powerful remain in captivity?

Maybe his fate was not to endure slavery, but to be placed exactly where he needed to be.

Was he meant to fall in love with Tara’s mother?
Was he meant to create a half-human, half-Immortal child?

The answers become clear later. Tara, who narrates the story, does not understand what her father knows. She is still searching the truth of her existence. But one thing is certain:

Tara’s parents are soulmates, if you believe that soulmates exist.

Let’s think about the time in which they find each other in the nineteenth century. Tara’s father is a prisoner. Tara’s mother is a slave. Their connection should not exist. They definitely should not have fallen in love. But, love is stronger than circumstances. It does not ask permission from society, power, or fear.

Love simply arrives.

In my book, soulmates are not explained spiritually, but emotionally. Love is not metaphysics, it is recognition. Eyes meet. A moment happens. Conversation deepens connection. Emotion for one another shifts.

The story slowly shows that love is not exclusive to humanity. It is not owned by mortals or immortals.

Love just is.

The creation of a half-Immortal woman is a mystery to existence itself. No other Immortal can reproduce, not even Tara. Her very existence is an anomaly and an interruption in the laws of creation.

Love is the reason?

Love changed the life of an immortal man. Love disrupted the natural order. Love created what biology and immortality could not.

Though I write science fiction, I believe, almost aggressively that love moves mountains. Not metaphorically. It shifts decisions, reshapes destiny, and changes history.

Tara’s existence forces a question:

Does the way she loves come directly from the love that created her?

From Tara’s memories, her life proves that true love does not solely change individuals.

True Love changes the world.

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