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Daughters of Fate (Chapter 13)

March 29, 2019 Leave a comment

To those who sail the seas are known the Currents of Gaili. In the days of old, a sorcerer set sail to explore the world. But he was an impatient man and the journeys were too long for him. The sorcerer called Gaili summoned forth powerful winds with a wave of his hand to speed his journey. To this day they still roam the oceans, speeding ships on their way.

– Writings of Tavis Noir

Chapter 13 (11th of Taru-Des in the year 6198)

Sheala burst into the back room of the Red Moose. After sprinting for nearly a mile, she leaned heavily in the doorway as she tried to catch her breath.

“Reane,” she worked the words out between gasps, “what are you doing?”

Reane did not even look up from the book she was reading. “What’s it look like?” She turned the page gently to avoid tearing it. “What are you in a huff about?”

“I figured you’d already know. And the last place I expected to find you was here!”

“I always do my reading here.”

“Reane, there are soldiers in town asking questions about you and that weird looking passenger of yours.”

Reane brought her gaze up from her book, half surprised. “What?” Read more…

My Wattpad Progress With Daughters of Fate

March 27, 2019 Leave a comment

So, as most of you know, in addition to posting chapters of Daughters of Fate here, I am also serializing it on Wattpad. I just wanted to give those of you who read this blog and don’t use Wattpad an update as to how well it is doing over there.

Wattpad maintains “Hot Lists”. How frequently these are updated, I don’t know. But I do know that they appear to have updated today. And Daughters of Fate is high on so many lists!

This is just a sampling of some of the keywords I have targeted and where DOF currently stands. Read more…

Daughters of Fate (Chapter 12)

March 25, 2019 Leave a comment

And Descist took the form of the serpent and seduced the angel in the Garden of Earoni. Her soul would be forever his. For once the darkest god is allowed in to one’s heart, one can never escape him.

-Legends 101:20

Chapter 12 (11th of Taru-Des in the year 6198)

“Sub-general Nightwing?” The voice cut through the haze of Cassandra’s thoughts, and she bolted upright in the saddle with a start. The sky was nearly dark.

Cassandra looked about to regain her senses. One of the soldiers in the troop was riding alongside her, and it was his voice that had infringed upon her weariness.

“Are you alright, ma’am?”

The winter winds grew less hospitable as the sky faded from day. A dim light on the roadside ahead caught her attention. “I’m fine,” she grumbled.

“There’s an inn just ahead,” he motioned towards the lamplight. “Should we secure lodging for the night?” Read more…

Daughters of Fate (Chapter 11)

March 21, 2019 Leave a comment

The eyes of the Seer do not always see the way. The mouth of the Oracle does not always speak the truth.
Gaal Hu, 1st Prophet

Chapter 11 (7th of Taru-Des)

“All hands! On deck!” the voice from the crow’s nest of the Oracle called out. “Captain Matir on board!” 

Reane was helped over the deck by one of her crew in the warming mid-afternoon air.  Several of other crew members scampered onto the deck at the call of the watchman and stood at attention. Reane waved them off and dismissed them. 

It was now unusually warm for winter and Reane’s heavy winter cloak had become a bit uncomfortable. As she nearly tripped over a stray board of lumber, her eyes couldn’t help but notice the scattered debris still about on the deck. 

“Brentai!”  She called as she braced herself against the railing.  “Brentai!”  Read more…

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Daughters of Fate (Chapter 10)

March 16, 2019 Leave a comment

I dreamt of the forming of clouds.  Like a coming storm.  I watched as on one horizon clouds of white gathered and on the other clouds of black.  They moved towards each other and clashed, producing a thunderous roar.  Legends speak of the coming of The Storm.  But I do not understand the meaning of two. 

-Journal of Reane Matir 

Chapter 10 (7th of Taru-Des 6198)

As the wind howled outside, inside the Red Moose Tavern a few patrons wondered in from the streets of Catersburg.  The fire raging in the central hearth warmed the air and provided a haven from the winter weather that had become slightly less harsh in the past couple days. 

In the corner, Sheala sat with two others.  Drumming her finger on the table, she looked about the tavern. 

“C’mon Civn,” she moaned, watching an ominous looking man as he held five playing cards in his left hand close to his face.  His right arm was covered with a long sleeve and his gloved right hand balled into a fist rested heavily and unmoving on the table.  His face was like chiseled stone. “This is Bahnar, not sorcery.  Either raise the pot or call. Or Fold.” 

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Daughters of Fate (Chapter 9)

March 12, 2019 Leave a comment

Restless soul. Tired soul. Baren soul. Troubled soul .

-Earoni’s Prayer verse 2 

Chapter 9 (36th of Elgatan 6198)

Cassandra had awoken in the middle of the night and decided to make her rebel prisoner suffer some more.  She never fell back to sleep after returning to her chambers from The Vault.  She rarely ever did.  Just being there and dealing with the scum she kept locked away within caused her mind to race.  

Frustrated that he was holding out, her mind was already thinking of what torture to inflict upon him next. 

So, she was already wide awake when the shadow entered her room early the next morning.   

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Daughters of Fate (Chapter 8)

March 9, 2019 Leave a comment

Even in defeat, the nation of Hitithe lives on. Even in darkness, its light shines brightly.  Can you doubt the will of the Greater Goddess even  as her children fight on?  They await the day when The Storm will come to cleanse the world. 

-Cronicles of Marthi

Chapter 8 (36th of Elgatan 6198) 

The warmth of the fire melted the snow that had fallen earlier in the day. But it could not melt away the humiliation of failure.  As Anthony stood in the glowing firelight, he could still feel the stinging wounds left by the claw of sub-General Nightwing.  To hide his shame, he wore a thick patch of hide bound in place by a leather strap about his head.     

A voice shot at him from the other side of the flames.  “I can’t believe you disobeyed my orders!”  A tall man, nearly twice his age, paced.  “For three years we’ve been working on getting our people in The Palace.  Marcus and Erick were there for a reason!  We wanted to strike a decisive blow against Lord Hedric by assassinating as many of his military leaders as possible!  And you just endangered the lives of far too many people for my taste!  What do you have to say for yourself?”   

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Daughters of Fate (Chapter 7)

March 6, 2019 Leave a comment

Evil lurks within even the good.  Good sprouts from even the most evil. None are so pure as to not have two sides. 

-Ran Hardwick, Blood Lord

Chapter 7 (33rd of  Elgatan 6198)

“So,” Cassandra’s voice cut, just as surely as the knife she pressed to her prisoner’s neck.  Chained to the dungeon wall, he hung there.  “I understand that you and your comrades are rebels?”  There was unimaginable malice in the young woman’s eyes as she put force on the blade. 

Her prisoner winced, unwilling to talk.  

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