One by One

 46th Day of Ripening Season, 342 years After Mourning  I have made a new friend, I think. Whether she is one of Imorgan’s or not, only time will tell. The newly ordained Cardinal, for I have no doubt that while she may have skipped the public ceremonies, the official sanctification of her role was institutedContinue reading “One by One”

Renovations

My husband takes four weeks of vacation and what do I decide to do? What any respectable perfectionist would do–I reorganize. Not just the clean-up type of reorganization either, but the tear-everything-apart-and-toss-out-all-the-junk type. Everything was getting an overhaul–including the website. In fact, I can’t think of anything else that needed a redesign more. Every time I lookedContinue reading “Renovations”

The Future is a Lie

The 31st Day of Ripening Season, 342 years After Mourning The superstitions are wrong; the whispered rumors false. The future awaiting us is a lie. Sisters, with your grace leading me, I have once again discerned the truth. The rancid claws of demons embedded deep within our flesh are nothing more than petty thieves. Hope,Continue reading “The Future is a Lie”

More than Death

The 30th Day of Ripening Season, 342 years After Mourning The wind that blows through the plague-ridden streets of Aramas carries more than death—it carries defeat. I have walked under its yoke for far too long. It circles the city, caressing the stone walls like a jealous lover, refusing to leave. Yet as I steppedContinue reading “More than Death”

Starvation

The 27th Day of Ripening Season, 342 years After Mourning We are starving. The storerooms are empty, the grain all but vanished.  The larders are filled with dust, while the abandoned gardens wither under a sticky heat. It is not as if there is a shortage of food. Wheat stretches toward the sky, not yetContinue reading “Starvation”

Sofie’s Plea

The 21st day of Ripening Season, 342 years After Mourning When the snows melted and the days became longer, when we cast off our heavy winter cloaks and the heady smells of the first blossoms drifted in from the windows, we had twenty-four acolytes. In addition to the youngsters, we had ten priests, three priestessesContinue reading “Sofie’s Plea”

Jakob’s Journal Update

As mentioned previously, I’ve stumbled across the personal notes of Jakob Borchain, one of the priests in Aramas. For those of you who’ve read Ashborne, you might have remembered his encounter with Riatha. (For those of you who haven’t, what are you waiting for?) As you’ll discover over the next few months, his part in Riatha’s story isContinue reading “Jakob’s Journal Update”

Games and Mercy

The 17th day of Ripening Season, 342 years After Mourning Hope dwindles further with each soul that passes. We lost fourteen today: seven men, three women and four children. Their names have been recorded in the ledger. I have given young Barly the unwelcome task of carting them away before the heat sours them. A hardContinue reading “Games and Mercy”

Jakob’s Journal Introduction

If you’ve stumbled across Jakob’s Journal for the first time, welcome. It’s a special section where, over the course of the next few weeks and months, you can read about an extraordinary series of events. A tale of doubt and anguish. A tale of grief and hope. You may cry. You may cheer. In the end, IContinue reading “Jakob’s Journal Introduction”

Title Change

Last week was an exciting week! We celebrated Easter, the kids ate a mountain of candy, my four-year-old son knocked out his two front teeth, and I received feedback from the first of my beta readers. The assessment? He thoroughly enjoyed the book and wants to know when the next one is coming out. WordsContinue reading “Title Change”