Demons of the Past: REVOLUTION, Chapter 15

They're on their way to Thann'ta and another meeting... -----   Section Two: Minds of Light and Darkness   Chapter 15 The Eönwyl: She realized she was halfway up the corridor, sprinting for all she was worth, before Sasham's confused "Eönwyl?" caught up with her. We were just… talking! A part of her was wondering what the dark-rock hells was wrong with her, but the other was screaming urgency, move, now! She skidded to a halt, dropping into her seat and hitting the alarm, seeing the streaming luminescence of conversion [ Continue reading... ]

Demons of the Past: REVOLUTION, Chapter 14

Varan and company had learned much from the Thovians... ----- Chapter 14. Varan: I took a deep breath, realizing that we were once more moving forward to the unknown. "Thanks to you, Hargan, Boduras, Chondu – and all the rest of the Thov Hok Shu. All of your people, really, even the ones who don't know what's going on." Hargan and the others bowed to us, and I was touched to see that they were quite seriously giving to me and the rest of our little crew the Six-And-One – even though to them that was hardly an important symbol. [ Continue reading... ]

Demons of the Past: REVOLUTION, Chapter 13

Time to look back in on Taelin as he plays a very dangerous game... ---   Chapter 13. Taelin: He strode cheerfully out of Balan's Crystal, the noise of the casino fading as the doors slid shut. He slid the paychip into his inner pocket and took a deep breath of the night air. Sharp, spice-laden scents came to him, the smell of the Xaltinian jungle far below the Yunai Plateau, scents both above and below those of the city. "Taelin?" He whirled at that voice, the voice that was always waiting at the back of his mind, [ Continue reading... ]

Demons of the Past: REVOLUTION, Chapter 12

They'd just found out that Thovia had its own secrets... ----- Chapter 12 The Eönwyl:      It all makes sense now, she thought, trying to adjust her view of the world. All the oddities about these people. They are no more primitive than we are. Vick exhaled, a long, low hiss that conveyed his surprise as strongly as his thoughtvoice. A mighty weapon hidden in this sheath of night, indeed. But one city, howsoever grand – unless it be a true city of Those Who Went Before, with all their powers and mysteries intact – one city is little [ Continue reading... ]

Demons of the Past: REVOLUTION, Chapter 11

Varan and his friends had apparently reached an accord with the Thovians.. ----- Chapter 11. Varan: Emerging from the forest onto the grassy slope of a wide alpine meadow, I stopped and looked – really looked – around me, and I suddenly realized where we were. The mountains we were slowly ascending from the west curved gently away from us both north and south, a curve that I could just make out at this altitude and from this vantage point. If that curve continued it would be a circle something close to five hundred kilometers [ Continue reading... ]

Demons of the Past: REVOLUTION, Chapter 10

Time to look in on the other side of this game... ------ Chapter 10. Shagrath: "Prime Monitor Shagrath. I thank you for coming so promptly." He executed a perfect Six-and-One. "When your Imperial Majesty commands my appearance unexpectedly, I must presume it is urgent." Emperor Galata Nin Salrein returned his salute with a distracted air. "I believe it is." Shagrath watched without comment as the Emperor rose from the Throne of Seven and stretched. At his full height, Emperor Galata was more than six centimeters taller than [ Continue reading... ]

Demons of the Past: REVOLUTION, Chapter 9

Varan and company had completed their rescues, and were waiting to find out WHY Guvthor had wanted them to visit... ----- Chapter 9. Varan: I shook my head to clear it, found that wasn't doing much good. In fact, I wasn't even sure where I was. [anger-and-confusion-curse]! Whatever has done this I shall visit with talon and Hunger! Vick's mindvoice was muzzy, about the way my own thoughts felt. I was finally aware I was sitting on something, face slumped down on what felt like wood. A table? I could hear a faint moan of [ Continue reading... ]

Demons of the Past: REVOLUTION, Chapter 8

The Eonwyl and Varan were on a rescue mission... ----- Chapter 8. Eönwyl: Ten people. Ten that just might still be alive. But the very technology that made it possible that some of the people were alive was blocking her probes. Damn Imperial shielding; the passives built into the material are too sinking good. And time was of the essence. No one knew that better than a miner, than someone who had lost friends in the horrific crushing black. She glanced coldly over at Guvthor, who was exerting his immense strength to shift a [ Continue reading... ]

My ALBACON schedule!

Friday: 11AM: "Punching up your endings" 2PM: "Plotter VS Pantser" 3PM: Marketing your work 6PM: Has Disney Ruined Star Wars? 8PM: Ice Cream Social 9PM: Improv Storytelling Saturday: 11AM: Kathleen and I both do autographing! 12:30PM: Reading from Kathleen's and my Fall of Veils novel _French Roast Apocalypse_ and maybe teasing _Jamaica Blue Magic_ 1PM - 4PM : I run "On-Site for the Apocalypse", an RPG (D20 Modern) set in the world of _Princess Holy Aura_. Maximum 6 players. 3PM: Kathleen will be in the Essential SF Films [ Continue reading... ]

Demons of the Past:REVOLUTION, Chapter 7

Time to look in on Varan's friend Taelin... ----- Chapter 7. Taelin: Taelin waved Pinesa and Melysa off as he got his jacket on. "Not tonight," he said with a regretful half-smile. "I've got a race tomorrow morning." Pinesa gave a momentary pout but then threw back her mane of black hair and smiled. "Tomorrow night, then," she said, with a wink as she and Melysa gave him a good-bye kiss, bracketing his golden blonde with sunset red and night-dark for a moment. He gave each of them a quick kiss. "Count on it!" Once well away [ Continue reading... ]