Chapter One: §4

(Continued) Offenure, Lenyol  

The city was a wonder to Kesia. Along the route to their inn she absorbed the scope of city life, with all its noise and haste and sensory onslaught.
   Castleknock was an impressive place. Three levels in height with gilded windows—each fitted with stained glass—its interior and furnishings had the opulence of nobility. It was a relief to Kesia that by the time of their arrival most guests were asleep, and that the innkeeper recognised Mitchas with warmth. His beautiful horses were taken to the castle stables, and they were shown to their rooms.

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Chapter One: §3

Spring – 1021 YD
Gesula, Lenyol

Kesia knew not what to make of Otàmil’s death. Even when at home—rare since Eamon died—he was generally absent. She meditated on the numbness in her heart, seeking some nature of response, but could find only compassion for her mother. In her mother’s skin lived a woman who, seldom speaking and scarcely eating, did nothing but tend the house and garden. Little of Ànlisia could be found in her face. Tàvae visited several times a week and attempted to break the spell, without avail. At least she kept Kesia company.

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Chapter One: §2

Winter – 1012 YD
Gesula, Lenyol

The village of Gesula was speckled with lantern lights guiding the way through the fog.
   In the central street stood a large and popular house.
   ‘Bed time, everyone!’
   The house vibrated with excited feet; the children charged into the bedroom with shrieks of delight. All five crawled into one bed, snuggling up to Ànlisia. They elbowed each other to be closest to the story.
   ‘Prayers first. Come on, all together.’ Continue reading “Chapter One: §2”

Prologue

The Celts knew an ancient land which lay on a higher Plane, far across the seas. Through a vast network of stone circles, they colonised this place, trading what goods the others sought or lacked. And stories came that strange creatures dwelt in the mountains, creatures long gone from the lower Plane. Shy creatures, well beyond human reach.

There were seven forces of nature known to these colonies: darkness, light, water, growth, wind, consciousness, and fire. These were forces they had known in the old world, and accepted; what lived in the mountains they knew not, and feared. But the monsters were curious, bringing no harm, and gradually made themselves known. Continue reading “Prologue”