Chapter 4 - part 2

 Asadi walked through the meadows, a short distance from the hiding place of the council chambers, in the center of Lomond forest. The soft grass bent under the weight of her bare feet as she slowly and thoughtfully took each step. The sound of nymphs filled the air. Asadi stopped for a moment to listen to their conversations and watch their activity before passing on. The nymphs were the largest reason that the council chambers had remained...

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Ways to Make a Good Book Better

Preface Last week, I met my friend, Jon, at Forza for coffee. For those of you who don't live in Denver or haven't heard of Forza, it's a nice local coffee shop Jon showed me when we first started hanging out about a year ago. They have this great drink called a Ventian Late. Sadly, I have no idea what's in it, but it's really good. I tried their Holy Spumoni once, and it was so sweet I almost wanted ice cream to calm down the flavor. It was good,...

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The Journey to the Milk Tea

I was referred by a friend (colleague? supporter? ^_^), named Unity, to Milk Tea. After hearing about this intriguing drink (some of you may know I like tea with milk), I decided to study up on it. Come to find out, Milk Tea means a variety of things in a number of different cultures. Wikipedia left me no closer to uncovering the...

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Chapter 4 - part 1

Natalie trudged along, exhausted from trying to get everything done that was required of her. Her footsteps turned shuffles from physical strain as she, taking water to a village from the lake below, made her way up mountain pass. The road twisted back and forth for a mile and a half to get from village at the top of the mountain to the river beneath it. Violets, shrubs, and some sort of grassy plant Natalie wasn’t familiar with inundated...

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Chapter 3 - part 3

Kultas Baer’s tall frame with long, black hair stood in contrast to the field around him. His abundance of muscles rippled as his shovel sunk into the earth. It was near time to plant crops again, and the fields needed tending. The work was tedious, but had made his living for as long as he could remember. The sound of a racing horse in the heat of the day brought most of the small town out to see what was happening. Kultas’ head dropped as he...

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Chapter 3 - part 2

The small dome-like room was quiet yet intriguing. Natalie’s eyes continually moved to the intricate patterns on the walls that snaked in gold across a crimson background in abstract patterns as though they were alive. Though the patterns seemed to have no structure to it, it held a sort of beauty Natalie could not place. While she waited, her fingers traced the slight bumps left by the golden vines on their path through the sterile red....

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Chapter 3 - part 1

Kælon crept silently through the eastern Tulien forest, a day’s journey from his home in Althien. His brown hair and green clothes helped him blend in with the forest. His blue eyes held fast, fixed on his target in the distance. Sitting quietly in an oversized shrub, Kælon stared at the large brown stag, about 80 meters ahead, who would make an excellent meal for his family. It’s large antlers marked its location, even when its skin threatened...

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