Wednesday, September 25, 2013
Shades of Pink Teaser - Fate, Free Will & Fancy by Torie James
Every day until the end of September, I will post here the blurb for one of the stories from the Shades of Pink charity anthology, as well as a teaser, and a short bio for the author. The anthology will be available on October 1st, with all proceeds going to breast cancer research but you can donate today and get it 5 days early! I invite you to come back, share the links for these teasers, tell your friends about it... It's all for a good cause! And if you tweet about it, you can use the hashtag #shadesofpink :)
Today, a glimpse from Fate, Free Will & Fancy by Torie James
In a time when the Gods were new and the world was already old, an innocent’s secret holds both the beginning and end of all things. Between destiny and free will, the lines are always blurred and Fate loves the fearless.
Far beyond recorded history, further beyond human imagining, there was only Abbattis.
Long before the Titans, before Uranus and Gaea, before the stars and heavens it existed. It was a shapeless void, a ghostly ether. Alone and aware, it decided to build worlds for its amusement. And so galaxies and universes formed, worlds, suns and stars. Then came the life for each realm, world and dimension. Abbattis was responsible for all. But the more it built, the weaker it became. Soon the creations began creating. And thus, at some point, Gods and Pantheons were defined and wars began between the Abbattis’s creations. There’d once been twenty-seven different domains, pantheons. Now, only the Greeks, Egyptians and Norse survived.
Perhaps the Abbattis knew its time was over. All things ends. Whatever its reasoning, it called on the last bit of its primality, reaching inward to pluck out the strands of strength, wisdom and hope. Body, mind and heart. All the viable and most important parts of its own self and fashioned the Moirae. The Great Balance. Birth, life and death. These sentient beings would keep the Grand Design of All Worlds, be the bearers of it all. Even Gods would harken to obey the words of Destiny and Fate. Abbattis formed three spheres of light, shells to keep these creatures safe until he found a female to bear them. They were Primal in nature but would be Divinity born.
And so they were for Abbattis searched among all his worlds and found a vessel for them. Her name was Anayat’Inskle and she was the last of the Shangrian pantheon. They were a race of demonkyn whose profound healing skills and mastery of bladed weapons was renowned and revered. They were gentle, peaceful and protective.
When Zeus the Great Olympian God King came with his Titan Armies, he annihilated all in his path. No mercy was shown and no quarter given. Anayat, heavy with the children of Abbattis deep in her womb, begged for her life and that of the babies she’d been entrusted with. Pausing in his cause, the Greek God listened as the female told him what she knew, laying a clawed hand on his shoulder, her thoughts became his entirely…
A voice that lingered hauntingly, of whispering sighs, water over rocks, the snow falling on fertile ground. A rustle of leaves, a cacophony of sound that both horrified and soothed in a strange way. Abbattis was the beginning. Abbattis had brought it all about. But now, such chaos abounded, Abbattis was resolved to fix it with the last of its own powers. As all things begin, so too must they end. Abbattis would fix it, leave guardians in place. They would be so strong. Whomever ruled the Moirae would rule all and have dominion over Birth, Life and Death...
Zeus watched through Anayat’s memories the knowledge Abbattis had allowed her: three tiny, glowing balls of pure light. One, thrummed red with burning untold strength and would be able to rise time and again above the cruelest blows. The second one pulsed with a phosphorus, translucent blue, full of quiet intelligence and philosophical insouciance. The third shimmered softly with a violet hue, infused with hope, faith and a type of love that no other creature would bear. An innocence that would survive despite the rigors of eternity.
The King of the Greek Gods saw all the secrets Abbattis had never meant for any but his precious Moirae and Anayat to know.
And now, Zeus coveted the gifts these children would bear. If he controlled them, he would rule all. All!
Zeus slew the demonkyn without thought, cut the Moirae from her womb and took them to Olympus. He claimed them before one and all as his children. Only Hera knew the full truth and despite her cold, imperious nature, she took them to her heart. When they came of age, Zeus had them swear fealty to him, the Olympians and Olympus itself. They didn’t realize their word was binding, their words sealed not just the fate of others, but their own. If they swore to something, they had to hold to it. Or they died.
Torie James lives in Southern California physically but spends more time inside her head where the voices are real, the dreams are bright and the stories keep unfolding. Co-Author of “Whispers in the Dark”, an epic poetry book along Stacy Moran and Ashley Nemer, Ms. James’ debut novel, “Timeless Night” hits the public in September 2013. If you want to follow along on the bumpy Whirl-a-gig that is her life, you can follow along at https://www.facebook.com/TorieNJames.