Elaina J. Davidson's Blog, page 68
February 14, 2024
February 13, 2024
525k+!
Thanks for visiting! You are appreciated!
xxx
February 12, 2024
February 11, 2024
Excerpt: The Nowhere Sphere - Purity of the Unicorn
Frozen Forest
IT WAS EVEN COLDER when he headed out into the dark. Torrullincursed as he stumbled over roots and branches, but dared not create light toease his path. It took hours in the cold and dark to situate every trap in awide perimeter and to draw the shield to encompass all, but eventually it wasdone, and he could head back. The lure of hot coffee was an all-consuming need.
As he approached the gate something new in the environment drew hisattention. Until then the forest was filled with the usual night sounds - owls,scuttling creatures, a flap of wings, squeaks - and now everything was silent.That kind of quiet generally occurred when something new was in the region andthe creatures waited to see whether it meant danger or something to be safelyignored. This silence went beyond what was there while he tramped around.
He could not see, but he could feel.
First came the silence, and he stood still.
Then came hot breath on his cheek.
He did not react, but his heart jerked wildly. He made no move.
Lorinin.
His heart thumped hard. Gods. “Who are you?”
What am I?
Fine. A game. What are you?
A slight glow appeared over his left shoulder. He turned withexaggerated care. The glow strengthened and took form. This time his heartthreatened to burst from its confines.
You are surprised.
Torrullin placed a hand over his heart. More than words can describe.
It was a creature of myth and legend. The purity of goodness. Thebeauty of tireless strength. A unicorn. White, ethereal and incrediblybeautiful. It made no sound as it moved to stand in his field of view, itshooves silvery and seeming to float above the forest floor. A horn ofincredible simplicity glowed faintly blue from the centre of its forehead and longlashes swept over pale sad eyes as it studied Torrullin.
Many years ago, the littleflower needed aid.
Rose. You created hercitadel.
I could not feed her. I wishI could have fed her.
She survived. Today she isstrong.
I am glad.
Is this your domain? Torrullin asked.
We do not claim domain,Lorinin. We are and we are not.
In a nowhere place, everything is possible.
At the time of Tianoman Valla’s Naming, a blue sphere hoversin the scrying bowl, along with a silver cathron in an ebony floor. The timefor that future is due, for beyond realms and the known universe, a mightymanipulation commences, and it assumes the form of blue spherical space.
This is a Nowhere Sphere.
Tianoman is kidnapped by an enemy believed dead, and takento the place where a silver cathron knocker lurks in the darkness of a polishedsurface, where also a crucible swirls in vapour, creating within an entity thatcannot be permitted life.
An entire planet is vaporised, and souls scream for releasein the aftermath. As Torrullin Valla’s memory returns after the event onEcholone, his ability to forgive is buried in the layers time has laid down, andnow he needs to care, to feel again, to forgive. He must travel the voidcreated by anti-matter to find not only Tianoman and the other Vallas, but alsoElianas Danae, for he will suffer most.
In Nowhere, everything that moves in hearts, minds and soulswill become the answers Torrullin requires to again known himself. It will alsounmask the Danae.
THE NOWHERE SPHERE
