Excerpt 1
Mobed awoke on
the floor within her own circle and with the torches along the wall dancing
innocently. She might have thought the previous events merely a dream were it
not for the dead knight’s body standing upright in the neighboring circle.
The short blond
hair was now white, offsetting the ash-gray skin and deep-purple lips. Bony
arms hung loosely at each side with fingernails tapered into points. The
knight’s green eyes were now pure black and devoid of pupils. No breath came
from the small frame.
Mobed crawled
over to the table and used one of its legs to pull herself up to a standing
position. She wheezed from the exertion, fighting both exhaustion and
time—certain eons were stolen from her. Such was the inevitability when dealing
with divine energy.
She steadied
herself before addressing the dead knight now standing at attention.
“You are Rydoni
no more. Flesh reborn, I dub thee Obien. Bring me the Gaokerena Root. Kill all
who interfere.”
Excerpt
2
Asha eagerly
rushed toward the road, reaching the rear bathhouse door as it swung open. He
jumped aside as the muscular woman he fought earlier exited. She was clothed
this time in a blue sleeveless tunic and armband with a towel around her neck.
Her eyes narrowed immediately. “What are you doing here?”
In reply, he
darted toward the main road. His footing disappeared, and he crashed to the
ground before being roughly flipped over with his hands pinned beneath him. The
woman knelt on his chest, her face a mask of rage highlighted in shadows.
“I should kill
you,” she said, “but the holy mother has decreed a more suitable punishment,
one I will have no small amount of pleasure administering.”
“What might that
be?” he said.
“Mutilation. And
since you won’t be seeing your face again, a few more broken bones won’t make
much of a difference.” Grinning, she slammed a fist into his face.
Everything went
dark.
Excerpt 3
Reisa postured
defiantly. “It is about time someone disrupts the complacency of this Order. We
cannot expect to remain secluded in our little valley forever; the world is far
too large to avoid interacting with. Had Daena become the holy mother, I am
certain she would have ushered in a new era. As it stands, I fear only darkness
lies ahead of us.”
Rasamana
scowled. “To live safely in the dark is better than to burn in the light.”
“The darkness
offers pain and suffering as well, perhaps even worse than what might be found
outside. How else do you explain a simple misunderstanding erupting into such
chaos?”
Excerpt
4
The reaction was
instantaneous as the feline collapsed beneath its own momentum. Its body
erupted into violent tremors and it let out a horrendous cry. The previously
healed wounds throughout its body ripped open and black puss seeped from each.
Asha staggered
to his feet and recovered his sword. The demonsbane did the trick of severing the bond, but the
creature still lived. Even now it attempted to get up in spite of the
exorbitant amount of pain; its efforts were accented by periodic mewls and
moans.
He would not
give it the chance to recover. He silently begged forgiveness for the soul he
was about to extinguish, adding it to the others, and severed the creature’s
head.
Excerpt
5
Fear for Asha’s
life drove all rational thought from Daena’s mind. She freed the sword from the
cloak and grabbed the blade with her left hand while pushing the door open with
her right. The weapon dragged heavily across the floor forcing her to steady it
with her right hand.
Coldness coursed
through the arm and the blade dipped and bounced off the floor, sending her
body forward as she tried to regain her footing. The blade sliced across the
bottom of the figure’s right arm and speared through the mesh net before
embedding into the wooden post of the bed.
The figure
slapped Daena with the back of a gloved hand. The force of the blow sent her
sliding along the floor, where she lay dazed against a table leg. She tried to
sit up as the figure loomed over her with a dagger in one hand and a look of
vengeance in its eyes, which glowed yellow through the slit of its mask.
1. What made you wish to write
this book?
This
book starts its inception as a continuation of Clarity, book 1 of the Divine
Potentials series. However, Kell, the MC of FarSight was more of a side
character to Daena, who was the MC in the first novel. However, she ended up
wanting more “screen time”, which forced me to reconsider her role and in truth
made her become the more flushed out character that is in FarSIght now. That
happened with another one of my novels later in the series, but you’ll have to
wait for it to be published/released before you can find out who.
2.
What is your favorite part of the book and why?
My
favorite part of the book is actually a scene that didn’t originally be there.
Originally there was a major part dealing with a wagon ride that introduced a
bunch of new characters. It took away from the flow of the story and really
didn’t add anything to it. My copy-editors, thankfully recognized the
superfluous of it and suggested it be changed. I, of course, could have
refused, but after thinking more on it, I came to realize the sense in the
suggestion. And in so doing, not only did it become a much more fun sequence
events, but it gave an explanation for a trip Asha, our series hero, makes in a
later novel. Plus, it was fun to revisit a character which I felt had far too
little exposure as it was. I know it doesn’t tell you exactly which part is my
favorite, but that is why you have to read the book!
3. If
you could spend time with a character from your book, whom would it be?
And what would you do during the day?
The
easy answer would of course be Asha, since he is the hero of the series and a
messenger by trade. It would exciting to see where he ends up, but incredibly
dangerous as well. A less obvious answer would be T’alorin. Each of the
characters obviously represent a part of my personality or an observation of
someone close to me. So, I know, for a fact that she and I would have a fun
time. As far as what we would do together, that is a bit more complicated.
Before the story's events I would say we would most likely skip classes to goof
off. Now, I might be busy training to become a better person. Not
as fun but equally important.
4.
What did you edit out of your book?
I cut
a great deal out of the story since originally there were about six points of
view. But, it became too disjointed and I was able to simplify the events that
took place from those character’s POV by referencing it in dialogue with the
primary MCs' POVs. And by doing so, I realized it was simply filler and
unnecessarily affected the flow of the story. I think it is far better
now without it. Don’t you?
5.
Describe yourself in 5 words or less
Constantly
reconsidering my chosen profession :)
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