IDOL OF BONE Cover Reveal and Giveaway - Day 10

Just two puzzle pieces to go! I've added some updated photos of the prizes after revamping the chain on the Looking Glass pendant. The previous chain was pretty, but it kept getting tangled and didn't hang well. While looking for a replacement, I saw these blue tourmaline Swarovski crystals and I had to get them because they were the perfect color, so I decided to make the chain myself. I had so much fun making these pendants that this may become my new business if this writing thing doesn't pan out. ;)

Eleven winners will receive one of the Meeric Apothecary Jar pendants, and one will receive the grand prize Looking Glass pendant with matching bracelet. Enter via the Rafflecopter below, and don't forget to use the tweet option daily for extra entries.

It was a deliberate act of mental vandalism. Like a round moonnut shell with the meat hollowed out and its sweet milk drained, her head was empty. Nothing remained but a lingering dream of warmth and the heady perfume of petals drifting under an endless indigo night. But there was one thing she was certain of: the world had not been this white or this cold when she died.
For the moment, this was her most pressing concern. The sea of whiteness that predominated in every direction, from the heavy clouds above her head to the damp ground beneath her huddled form, was as cold as ice. The chill settled in her bones, a dense precipitation scattering over her skin and catching in the silk of her hair like tiny blossoms floating on the surface of a dark river. A tremor ran through her as this sparked some memory, but it was clear from the ensuing pain in her head as she grasped at the fleeting thought that whatever memories remained were not meant to be disturbed.
She knew without a doubt this unseemly act of cowardice had been her own. But she must have left herself something.
“I am Ra,” she breathed. The words seemed to hang in the air before her with conviction. This had been her name and was her name again.