Sometimes, purely by chance, real life events are preceded by premonitions, prophecies, or omens that really make you think. As many of you know by now, I had an awful accident in August but it wasn't until recently that I saw a very strange correlation between my fall and something I had written in my novels almost 20 years ago. Check this out:
In my second Overlords fantasy book, The Talisman of Unification, my main character Harrison Cross has his arm severed by the Scynthians, an evil humanoid race. In real life, I took a horrific fall and dislocated my right shoulder and tore my rotator cuff.
Harrison's friends, a mage and cleric, performed a combination of magic spells and healing prayers to reattach his arm; skilled surgeon's meticulously reattached my severed tendon from my shoulder back to my arm.
After the spell, Harrison's arm was numb and he could not move it at all; I was given a nerve blocking agent pre-surgery, had my surgically repaired arm placed in an immovable sling, and had no feeling in my arm for 36 hours.
Harrison lamented that he could not grip a flagon, let alone wield his battle-axe, his weapon of choice; I moaned that I couldn't even grip my pint glass, at times my "weapon of choice".
Over time, Harrison was able to lift his battle-axe in careful, choreographed motions; After two weeks, I was given the green light to start physical therapy where I was given specific exercises to begin my recovery.
Less than a month later, Harrison had full use of his arm, his friends' spell healing him completely; I'm nine weeks out of surgery and finally out of my sling. I have a lot more range of motion but still have a few months to go before a full recovery. Hey, surgeons are fantastic but they don't have magic on their side!
So, did I prophesize my accident when I wrote about Harrison's mishap? Was it a prophecy or coincidence? What do you think? Inquiring minds want to know ...