Anyways there are still a few more things I am doing before I am really ready to send it to readers. one of those things being that my Lovely wife has decided to try and make an audiobook version of this draft, which is a huge undertaking, but we are going to see if we can't get it hammered out in the next couple of weeks, Yikes! So, if you are interested in getting it in that format, let me know and we will see what we can do. It might be a little rough though, we are not professionals, and our sound studio equipment is limited, but not terrible since she is a voice major.
Remember I am only giving a limited number of people access to each draft, that is because I need fresh eyes on each new version, so that I can get raw, unbiased feedback on it. So if you want to be a reader it is important you let me know which draft you want to be a part of the reading group for. Hopefully, I will have one more draft after this. With a final round of self editing. And then I will have the finalized version.
That being said. Anyone who has participated in the reading group of previous drafts is welcom to a copy of the most current one. And any of my new readers, once you have finished are welcome to look at older drafts and see how far I have come.
So then, in the meantime here is another teaser from the book. This is a fairly intense scene from the middle of the book, which will make absolutely no sense without the context. So it is perfect for a demo like this :) don't try to make to much of it, i am just posting it as something fun to read, and maybe get people excited about what is to come.
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He stood on a long empty beach, white sand filling in the spaces between his toes, warm against the arches of his feet. A massive object, larger than the moon, with wings swiping out as if a menacing beast across the horizon, casting a shadow in the deep reds of sunset. The ocean began to pull back, until the rocky floor was exposed for more than eighty feet. The wall of water hung suspended in the air, a great wave waiting for a release that would never come.
Light from the sun grew more intense, burning his exposed skin. The air became dry and brittle in his lungs, like sheets of ash blown from a fire. Breathing was painful.
“We have to find shelter.” He could not identify the owner of the voice, it was distant, indistinct. A bright flash lit up the sky, drowning out the shadow cast by the ship. Growing brighter as it hurtled across the expanse of space. He watched in horror as four seconds later the plasma beam struck the atmosphere. Flames crawled through the sky as the beam racked from one horizon to the other, spreading outwards until the entire world was engulfed in an inferno. Molten rock spayed upwards from the impact, spraying lava thousands of feet into the air.
Screams filled the air as one after another, streaks of plasma rocketed to the planet, followed by explosions of liquified earth. He spun around to gaze upon the demonic ship which had summoned such destruction. But met only blackness. Red eyes glowed like embers out of the emptiness. The smell of ash heavy in the air.
A sound, barely a whisper, like an echo drifting in the nothingness “Zimo”
“Dreku.” the voice was ethereal, it felt fuzzy in his ears, like an illusion you can’t make sense of.
“Seph” coursed through him, electricity wrapping around his nerves and crawling along his bones, like something ancient and powerful being awakened deep inside him.
“Zhemarah” the last word was an explosion, like a large rock being dropped into a still pool.
Silence followed.
He stood on a long empty beach, white sand filling in the spaces between his toes, warm against the arches of his feet. A massive object, larger than the moon, with wings swiping out as if a menacing beast across the horizon, casting a shadow in the deep reds of sunset. The ocean began to pull back, until the rocky floor was exposed for more than eighty feet. The wall of water hung suspended in the air, a great wave waiting for a release that would never come.
Light from the sun grew more intense, burning his exposed skin. The air became dry and brittle in his lungs, like sheets of ash blown from a fire. Breathing was painful.
“We have to find shelter.” He could not identify the owner of the voice, it was distant, indistinct. A bright flash lit up the sky, drowning out the shadow cast by the ship. Growing brighter as it hurtled across the expanse of space. He watched in horror as four seconds later the plasma beam struck the atmosphere. Flames crawled through the sky as the beam racked from one horizon to the other, spreading outwards until the entire world was engulfed in an inferno. Molten rock spayed upwards from the impact, spraying lava thousands of feet into the air.
Screams filled the air as one after another, streaks of plasma rocketed to the planet, followed by explosions of liquified earth. He spun around to gaze upon the demonic ship which had summoned such destruction. But met only blackness. Red eyes glowed like embers out of the emptiness. The smell of ash heavy in the air.
A sound, barely a whisper, like an echo drifting in the nothingness “Zimo”
“Dreku.” the voice was ethereal, it felt fuzzy in his ears, like an illusion you can’t make sense of.
“Seph” coursed through him, electricity wrapping around his nerves and crawling along his bones, like something ancient and powerful being awakened deep inside him.
“Zhemarah” the last word was an explosion, like a large rock being dropped into a still pool.
Silence followed.
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