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January 30, 2014
Latticework Teaser: Fox Tale
Lattice 2: Fox Tale
The fox is a few paces behind her. When she stops so does he. Animals should not talk, not in an ordinary existence, but this is Beam, and nothing is ever as it seems. Animals should not mindspeak, but when was that ever written into law?
“Fine, Sir Fox.” She pushes the oak staff firmly into the earth again. “Speak to the wand.”
Tawny eyes flicked over the staff. That grants you a mere ten questions. I am prepared to answer far more, if only to ease your mind.
The fox is a few paces behind her. When she stops so does he. Animals should not talk, not in an ordinary existence, but this is Beam, and nothing is ever as it seems. Animals should not mindspeak, but when was that ever written into law?
“Fine, Sir Fox.” She pushes the oak staff firmly into the earth again. “Speak to the wand.”
Tawny eyes flicked over the staff. That grants you a mere ten questions. I am prepared to answer far more, if only to ease your mind.
January 29, 2014
Latticework Teaser: Sentinels
Lattice 1: Sentinels
She flies between two pale trees and enters a small dark room. These unheralded shifts occur in a watcher’s world, and thus is she not surprised. The choir and this place are connected, and it is her task to know how and why.
Four men in black clothes sit around a pillar severed at chest height, and they are the ones humming. Hoods hide them as chests rise and fall to the needs of breath and music. The music, the scene and the men instil a darkness in the watcher’s heart. She senses danger.
She flies between two pale trees and enters a small dark room. These unheralded shifts occur in a watcher’s world, and thus is she not surprised. The choir and this place are connected, and it is her task to know how and why.
Four men in black clothes sit around a pillar severed at chest height, and they are the ones humming. Hoods hide them as chests rise and fall to the needs of breath and music. The music, the scene and the men instil a darkness in the watcher’s heart. She senses danger.
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January 27, 2014
'...hungering for more...'
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Love!Thank you, Monique, for reading and reviewing!
Destiny wants a sacrifice!
The Tinsal Deck is a mystical deck of tarot cards that effect the fates of many. Zanderin is the darkest influence haunting the streets yet his enigmatic charisma sets him apart, marking him as supreme. He has so many secrets, the greatest one of all is known by the witch Bronwyn. She desires him not just for his abilities as an occultist, but also for the blood flowing in his veins.
The victims run, hide, and converge, and ultimately destiny wants a sacrifice, but fate is not cast in Tinsal stone.
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January 26, 2014
Thunderous Cacophony
Excerpt - The Tinsal Deck:In the hill country, far beyond the Merripens and their landscaped garden, up in the slopes where mist hangs, the kind that Terra favours for romance and inspiration, there is a stone hut hidden amongst other stones, shaded by trees great and leafy all year. Unless you know of it, you will not find it.Nearby, a waterfall tumbles into the wide river below, its thunderous cacophony serving to conceal the inadvertent noises which accompany habitation.
An ancient axe hangs above the skewed lintel, but its edge, upon close inspection, is revealed as sharp. Clearly someone does not trust to isolation alone.
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