Land of Erde

Kristietiba - Chapter One

2011-02-23T15:43:00.000-06:00

Following the legend of King’s Salvare’s triumph over the Darkness in the Land of Erde blossoms the tale of his most beloved Kristietiba. Loved before she was even conceived, Salvare did wait with patience for his long anticipated bride. He sent forth trusted persons into Varjama to watch and guard over his precious affection, but like Erde the Darkness grew great there by the seed of Rubicund. Hidden away at birth, his delicate rose was taken to a place whereby she would be nourished in peace and safety. When the time was right, Salvare would journey with his knights to take unto himself Kristietiba and free the souls of Varjama from the evil that plagued them. Unto Neios he would bring them all, to embrace the purity and marvels more radiant than any had ever seen.

But, between the appointed time of birth and the prophesied arrival of Salvare, we have the life of Kristietiba…

Treason 1

The night fog was thick and blinding, almost suffocating. Dampness filled the air, carried by the wild breeze, cherishing its last breath granted by the recent storm. Humidity caused everything to feel sticky, with a most irritable mood. It was a darkness to be avoided, for such an hour was given to mischief and the things most unbecoming of a noble.

Rasul lay resting in his bed of oak, with golden plated rods protruding upward from the floor at the four corners, draped overhead by a scarlet canopy with gold trimming and tassels. With droopy eyes, he rubbed his lightly graying brown beard, while laying his head on the soft fluffy pillow. The satin sheets gave him solemn comfort, as he awaited the return of his wife.

Memories filled Rasul’s mind, as he dozed in and out of shallow sleep. Thoughts of his young bride and her delicate features vibrantly raced before him. Her faintly pinkish lips held such a heartfelt smile, with eyes of green which sparkled in the moon light. He loved to run his fingers through her silky black hair, while holding her tightly next to his heart. He missed her soft breath and gentle voice beside him.

Suddenly, a loud pounding pulled Rasul from his dream, as the door to the bedchamber broke open. Men, dressed in shinny armor the color of night, swarmed the room like shadows. Swords drawn upon him, Rasul forced his mind to grasp reality. His breath was short and shallow, surprised to be surrounded by armed soldiers. Questions of how and why quickly faded to the rear of his mind, while concern for his love sprang forth as a dagger within him.

Rasul tried to lift himself from his bed, but was held down by two of the men who bound him. A dark figure swiftly moved behind the soldiers and caught his glance. The face of a ghost, deathly grey, gazed upon him. Rasul tried to fight his bonds, but could not against the strength of the men. Neither could he scream for the guards, for his vocal chords refused to give sound.

With beady eyes, the hunched back figure peered into the face of Rasul. Studying each other both refused to blink. The men looked wild-eyed and blood thirsty, while the cloaked individual appeared sadistically in charge of them. Rasul was frustrated that he could not move, and was unable to yell to his guards. He thought it odd his men were not already there at his room, and feared the worst for his wife.

“My dear Rasul, oh how you have found yourself in such a predicament,” the dark figure hissed, pointing his boney finger toward Rasul.

Rasul tried to speak, but could not.

The figure waved his hand over Rasul’s face, and Rasul could sense the movement in his vocal chords return.

“Who are you, and what do you want?”

“Do you not recognize me, Rasul?”

All of a sudden, the assailant’s image changed from the ghostly bones to the form of a younger fellow. Rasul’s eyes widen, it could not be. It was now the young Maldinat who stood before him, but how was such possible? Rasul’s mind found itself fighting against such trickery. One could not be the other, nor the other the one. Maldinat was to be his most vigilant trust, to one day take the place of his high guard, in such a weary time. Hope…like the wilting of a rose which has lost its source of nourishment…faded from Rasul’s essence.

“Before you taste what lieth at death’s door Rasul, I want you to know that all you have has been taken from you this day. Tonight you shall be stripped of your kingdom, for it shall be given unto the mighty Apostas, new ruler of Varjama. He shall take your wife Tanar unto himself, and claim your new born child his own heir. Your mighty and faithful knights have chosen to follow rather than die.

“I would offer you the same choice, but we both know that the new king cannot truly rule well while the old king yet liveth. Do not linger long at trying to understand how such has come about, dear Rasul. The light dwelleth with light and the darkness with darkness, till the time cometh when the shadows of the darkness overcome the light by gradual persistence, layer by layer, point by point, precept upon precept, while the light does sit prideful in its glory. The light must bow to the darkness, just as the day must give way to the night.”

Tears pressed against the edges of Rasul’s eyes, but refused to escape down his cheeks. His heart groaned within his chest, while his muscles did tense and push against the soldiers’ holds upon him. Rasul’s face reddened with anger and determination to free himself to slay such a devil before him. Irritation did tingle throughout his body, driving him insane. He wanted to scream. He wanted to scream out to Tanar, his love, and to his new born child, having yet to see her, being born this very night.

“I have waited so long to witness the torments I now see in your eyes Rasul. Oh the pain and sorrow you must feel, knowing all is lost to you this night, and there is nothing you may do about it.

“Tonight is the end of an era Rasul. Tonight is the beginning of something much more powerful. Tonight you shall taste death, and tomorrow we shall taste new life.”

Maldinat slid his darkened dagger slowly through the ribs of Rasul, as if to linger his suffering unto death. The cold blade sliced through Rasul’s flesh, penetrating deep into his broken heart. Rasul gasped as he momentarily tensed, then released all resistance. His lips moved as though he were trying to speak.

Maldinat lowered his ear near Rasul’s mouth. He could feel his dry breath. At first, it was too quiet. Maldinat could not understand Rasul’s words. But then…faintly…he could hear them almost crystal clear.

“May God send the high prince of Himmel… the son of King Allmachtig… the mighty King Salvare… to save these people…” Rasul struggled for breath. “An unworthy servant have I been.”

Maldinat’s face twisted with fury. Such defiance in his moment of triumph was most distasteful. Maldinat drove his dragger deeper, with anger and malice, till Rasul’s life flowed freely from him. Tanar drifted slowly off Rasul’s lips, as his mind grew dark and his eyes glazed over in death.

§ § § §

Criada held delicately the first born daughter of Rasul and Tanar. The maid softly cleaned the little one with a damp warm cloth. She smiled at the child, thinking how beautiful new life was to behold. The babe’s light eyebrows and crystal blue eyes, rosy cheeks and long eyelashes made her so adorable. Criada hoped to have one of her own one day, but as a servant she knew her future may not hold such happiness.

“Criada, come help me child!” cried Parteira, the mid-wife. Parteira worked diligently to keep Tanar calm and breathing correctly, as she prepared to help deliver a second child. “I need your help over here, so place the baby in the bassinet,” she expressed hurriedly.

“Yes ‘em Parteira,” Criada submitted, as she gave the babe another smiling glance, before moving over to lay her down and return to Tanar.

“Please let me see her Criada,” Tanar whispered between contractions. “Please let me see my precious daughter.”

Criada brought the babe near Tanar. The child was now clean, wrapped in fine white linen. Her eyes were open so wide, as she looked around the room. Her little fingers interlaced with each other, while she gazed at her mother. Her tender face beamed, with a crooked grin.

“Oh, my precious Kristietiba,” Tanar smiled through her pain, gently touching her child’s cheek.

Tanar so longed to hold both her children near her heart. She could suffer the pain just a little while longer, for it would be worth it all in that moment of sweet embrace. She, her love Rasul, and their inheritances from heaven all together, oh what a marvelous day to behold.

“Ahhh…” Tanar jerked in pain, gritting her teeth and closing her eyes tightly, while grasping at her belly.

“Breathe my lady, breathe,” Parteira encouraged Tanar.

Criada rushed over to place the babe in the bassinet, returning quickly. Criada stood by Tanar’s side, caressing her hand and patting her forehead with a fresh damp cloth. Tanar was still exhausted from the birth of her first child, but would need to endure yet a little while longer for her second. She laid her head back on her pillow, for just a moment of relief, though she felt something was oddly different. It was like a peace, a disappearing of the pain, a loss of consciousness.

Suddenly, Criada noticed Tanar’s breathing weakened, while her fingers loosened within hers and went limp. She glanced at Tanar’s closing eyes, and noticed how pale she seemed. Criada twisted to face Parteira, with shock on her face. Parteira, stunned by the amount of blood which now covered the sheets, slowly returned a blank stare. Both knew such was not good, and Parteira knew she must rush to save the child.

Surprisingly, the door blew open abruptly. Parteira and Criada both jerked to see who would enter. Both knew that Rasul would not disturb them during the time of his children’s birth, and did know he had made declaration that the room was to be off limits to any and all persons but those of Parteira’s choosing. So, who was it that did barge in upon them in such a delicate hour?

A young man, dressed in a long beige tunic, overlain with a brown cloak, entered. He shut the door behind him, and faced the women.

“Fear not dear Parteira and Criada, for I have come in the name of Salvare.”

Although they somewhat knew the name he spoke, it did not comfort their anxious spirits. It did not explain his reason for being there, and already they were in panic as to the wellbeing of Tanar and her second child not yet born.

“You have broken into the room of Tanar, wife of King Rasul, have you gone mad?” Parteira questioned. “Get out! Get out! You are not permitted to be here! Do you not see that my lady is in the middle of childbirth?”

“My name is Ziener, seer of the mighty Salvare. I have been sent here this day to protect the child known as Kristietiba. The darkness is upon this place, and the workers of iniquity do now come to take heir to the throne. She must not be given unto them, nor shall they be allowed to take her.”

“Sir, you must leave, my lady is sick and the baby is not yet born,” declared Criada. She prayed the man would not notice the child in the bassinet, that the babe would remain silent.

Ziener moved close to Tanar, but was filled with restlessness. He placed his hand upon her brow and closed his eyes. The ladies watched him. His lips moved, but they heard no voice. Ziener could feel her life quickly leaving her, and sensed the child still within her womb. He pulled his hand back from her forehead, and turned to face them.

“If I do not let her go in peace, she will be slain by those men who come to take the babe already born. The daughter, yet within her womb, is not the one I seek.”

Shocked filled Parteira and Criada, leaving them to consider what they should do. No, you are crazy! They wanted to shout. Tanar would soon die, bleeding the way she was. So too would the child, if she could not deliver soon. And this crazy drunkard was already pronouncing her dead, desired to take the king’s child, while claiming the kingdom itself was under attack. What were they to do?

Just then, the child whimpered. Ziener turned toward her. There in the bassinet where Criada had laid her, smiling with her tender eyes, seemingly pointing at him. Ziener’s face lit up, as he went to her.

“The blessed Kristietiba,” he stared and whispered, reaching down to pull her to himself. “Oh my precious child, may the God of heaven grant you safety this night.”

As the ladies were about to move toward Ziener, the door to the room was forced open once more. Ziener drew the babe close to his chest, and twisted away from those who entered. Maldinat’s face expressed surprise to see the man before him. Everything was happening so fast, the ladies merely froze in place near Tanar.

Softly, as if all other sounds vanished away, they could hear a still small voice within their minds.

You must not tell them of Kristietiba, for this night have they come for her as they have for the whole realm of Varjama. Your king Rasul has been slain, and your queen Tanar does now fade away. Varjama shall be cast into dark times, for its lasciviousness and discontentment.

But keep hope, for your time of struggle will not be more than you can endure. Salvare shall send you witnesses and comforters of himself, and shall one day come to set you free.

You shall see her again when the time of reconciliation is at hand.

“Seize him!” Maldinat shouted to his men, to grab hold of Ziener.

They rushed toward him, but the seer was no more. He had vanished.

Angered by Ziener’s disappearance, Maldinat turned to the mid-wife. “Tend to the birth of the heir to Varjama woman, and mind not the business of men!”

Parteira shuttered and tried to focus her attention back on Tanar. Criada slowly made her way by Tanar’s side, glancing at Maldinat and his men through the corner of her gaze. There was so much blood loss now, a tear escaped Parteira’s tender eyes. Criada continued to pat Tanar’s brow with a damp cloth, and Parteira worked to bring forth the child.

Much had transpired so quickly, the minds of the servants were constricted with what to do. Were they to believe the words of the man who called himself Ziener, or trust the entrance of Maldinat with his soldiers? The queen lay there dying, while Maldinat did not even appear to care, and the unknown man who called himself a seer of Salvare had just taken the king’s first born. Parteira and Criada met each other’s sights; their hearts did agree to keep what they knew a secret, for the sake of their own lives as well.

“You two,” Maldinat called out, pointing to two of his servants. “Stand guard here and watch. Bring me the child upon its birth, and deliver the mother to the flames of MuAlah. May she burn in torment with the fallen king, and their remembrance be no more.”

Parteira and Criada’s hearts pounded heavy with such words, but would not dare look upon Maldinat. They found themselves barely breathing, not wanting to do anything to draw his attention. They had grown to love the sweet, friendly company of Tanar, and it grieved their souls to hear one speak so ill of her. An acknowledgement of that which the seer had spoken to be reality, namely the fall of Varjama and her rulers, made their stomachs twist sickly.

Land of Erde - Digital Copy for Kindle and Nook

2011-02-11T12:38:00.009-06:00

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Land of Erde - Purchase A Copy

2011-02-03T12:31:00.016-06:00

After three years, the Land of Erde story is finally complete and in a single volume, which was the original intent. The division of volumes just made it easier for a novice writer to separate my ideas, and to make them available for feedback as the story continued.

This manuscript is the same as the one recently submitted to the Amazon Breakthrough Novel Award contest. If you would like more information, please see the Pitch and Excerpt of the Land of Erde book.

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Because the stories (Ekleipsis, Daegsteorra, and Andeis) are simply stages within the Land of Erde, they will soon no longer be available in print or download; as the Land of Erde has been edited once again in whole.

My hope is that you will enjoy the Land of Erde, while returning every once in a while to give feedback and to check for future adventures.

Land of Erde - Pitch

2011-01-31T21:47:00.005-06:00

Far away, there once dwelt a land of men, dwarfs, seers, and the King’s knights known as the Sealed, who fought against the pales, heks, Gottlos, Gibborims, Ubils, the Dragon, and the Wicked One. Through the seed of a traitor, the land was tossed into turmoil toward the foretold coming of the Ekleipsis. If Jagare were to rise to power, while his army secured a perimeter of evil across the land, would there be any chance of freedom at the time of the Andeis? Would the promised Daegsteorra lend hope?

In the Land of Erde, a child was born. Vandor grew in the knowledge of the law of the Book of Wisdom by his father, along with insight concerning the teachings of the Sealed from his grandfather. As the Ekleipsis came forth, troubles burdened the hearts and lives of many in Erde. Should faith in the King endure, or would all of Erde perish? Though the prophecy of the return of Salvare to vanquish the Darkness lay deeply within the essence of Vandor, the loss of family, friends, and internal turmoil did squeeze life from his very spirit. Would faith triumph in the Land of Erde’s darkest hour?

The Land of Erde tells a story of a teenager’s inward and outward battle with faith and doubt, fear and bravery, loss and triumph, trust and betrayal. Building upon the principles and struggles many young people daily face, while drawing similar comparisons from biblical stories and characters most have been taught while growing up, the reader is able to grasp a sense of putting themselves into the story as if it becomes familiar to them. Showing it is more than age and race which enables and unites mankind in bravery, perhaps the reader will go forth and desire to make a difference.

Land of Erde - Excerpt

2011-01-31T20:50:00.003-06:00

To Begin At a Moment

It was a cold, stormy night in the midst of a small village, nestled quietly among the mountains and valleys. Howling winds blew wildly through the large trees that surrounded the village, protecting it like a great wall around a castle. The streets are empty of souls, where only debris flew effortlessly on the breath of the night. Hoping for a brighter tomorrow, families snuggle in bed resisting the fear that creeps among the shadows waiting to gain entrance into the mind that dares to embrace it.

These storms seemed to come forth from the mountains, most unaware to the people below. Sometimes ceasing as quickly as they had come, other times lingering well for hours without losing strength. Attacking with the force of a mighty army, the bitter winds sliced through the thickest clothing, chapping faces, and reddening exposed flesh. The heavens sent forth hardened crystals upon all caught beneath the clouds, often simply melting away into the sodden paths.

Through the gloom, a small home near the edge of the village remained alive, entertaining the dancing of lantern lights and the patter of footsteps.

Why tonight? Why must it be during a time of such disarray?

A small, elderly lady, with silver- laced hair flowing to her waist, paced the floor. She ran to and fro, ministering to a young girl slightly above her teens.

Dear God, I pray that you show compassion. Hear the frail attempt of your child, to call upon such a mighty God to request such a selfish thing as this. Lend your ear to my pleading and see what is right in your own eyes. Thou hast given Sorie life and have been gracious to spring forth life from within her womb. Shall she carry such a love only to perish at its coming? Do as thou see fit, but remember compassion. In thee will I trust to do that which is right.

Sorie was due any minute with delivery, yet boiling with fever she felt her life slipping ever so slowly away. Her brown hair, tangled and glued to her face with beads of sweat, hid well the beauty she possessed. Hardly able to hold her eyes open, fading in and out of consciousness, there was but one thought which griped the entire essence of her being: How is my baby?

For the last nine months Sorie could think of nothing else than the soul who had grown within her. She caressed her stomach often and longed to see the face of her child. As those who she knew would speak of their own, her lightly tanned face would glow as her brown eyes sparkled with eagerness of what was to come. Sorie delighted in the stories of others, and hoped to the uttermost that she would be a good mother to such a lovely gift.

A History of Sorts

From the beginning, Sorie had a fondness for a young tan lad by the name of Tindal. Tindal, though rather small in stature, was fearless. Somewhat defined, though not overly muscular, he was the son of his athletic father MaZak. Hairless from birth, Tindal would often be mocked by the other boys, who soon learned to keep their comments to themselves or in secret.

Tindal was very smart and loved history. He would often spend hours in the makeshift library reading books on all types of topics. He enjoyed comparing the different perspectives of various authors’ writings of the same time and subjects. Tindal could never read enough, as he would audibly agree and disagree with various writers. He was full of passion when it came to the law and history of Erde, whether it would be of King Salvare and the Sealed, or the Darkness.

Tindal’s father, MaZak, had brought books from his days at Kirche, the school of the Sealed. Others, who sometimes visited the markets in Trachten, would also purchase a variety of books to share in the communal library in Nesal. Although MaZak did not agree with the content of all the books, they were there none the least. Men would read that which they wished, and he could not be every man’s conscience.

Tindal’s father was a well-defined swordsman. He was known throughout the lands as The Bladesman. He was considered to be, if not the best, one of the best sword makers and carriers around. MaZak had chosen to move to Nesal for the purpose of removing his family – and himself, admittedly – from the mainstream of things. Although he had served the Sealed well for many years, he desired to keep his family far from the deceits of the Darkness due south. Even the mere gossip within the limits of Signum at Kirche burdened his heart, and wished not to lend his family’s ears to it.

Nesal was a small valley hidden by the Cadas Mountains and Lake Szikla to its north and east, with large oaks and sycamores of the Ascuns Forest to its south and west. It was a quiet and peaceful place, out of sight and mind of most in the Land of Erde. Most preferred the large, busy spaces of Erde, while some still held to the peaceful calmness from the crowds.

MaZak felt that he could enjoy his wife and raise his family away from all the problems of Erde by hiding away. He had seen too much he wished to keep from his family. He cared not that he would have to leave the luxuries of the modern, large village of Signum, which lie northwest of Nesal. It was in the quiet of Nesal MaZak felt his family could better hear the voice of God, and ponder the words of the Book of Wisdom from King Salvare.

Twice a year MaZak traveled to the Land of the Seekers, who set up markets to have those from around the Land of Erde bring new and interesting creations to buy, sell, and trade. Men of dignity and power sometimes sent their servants from far kingdoms to have The Bladesman handcraft each minute detail into the finest metals, to become weapons of war and protection. And on occasion, some dignitaries paid a personal visit, just to view and offer a price to his prized possession – Reflection.

MaZak named his most famous piece of work Reflection for two reasons; or so he said. The first was due to the nature of his work: his swords were created to hold the smoothest, shiniest reflection even after a day’s worth of battle. As for the second, which he most often enjoyed to tell: if it were true that man indeed saw his life flash before his eyes at the very moment of death, then very well it was the Reflection which brought him face to face with it.

MaZak was a gracious man and full of wisdom. Strong as an ox and built like red cedar, none dare cross him. Though he held the image of an immovable force, underneath he was a man of compassion with a soft touch for his wife and child. He taught them the way of the Sealed and spoke often of the Shimmering kingdom. Numbered among the Sealed himself, he long served the true King, Salvare, valiantly along the frontlines and as a craftsman for the better part of his life. He had recently removed himself from the frontlines, moving to Nesal to spend his time defining works of art, namely swords. He claimed the frontlines were for the young to fight fervent and fierce, while it was the old one’s duty to lend support through teaching and training.

“One cannot fight forever, for no man’s light is eternally lit in this life, but our knowledge and swords may be passed down from generation unto generation; for the battles against the Shadow Lands and the kingdom of Darkness shall continue to rage on long after we are gone. Fight while you are able, so the feeble may be protected. Hold on to faith in times of doubt, to give encouragement to the weak. Live life by the law, so the unrighteous may know what is right. Give honor and show compassion, that others may want to follow.

Remember your testimony before the kingdom as you serve in all obedience, Salvare, the true King, that all of Erde may know that he is righteous, pure at heart, is yet alive, and has a love for people. Let not King Salvare return to see us standing idle in the streets, as those around us are slain in the name of the Wicked One. Become one with your sword and wear the King’s armor proudly. Fight for Truth! Long live the King!” From his farewell address given to the youth who much enjoyed his stories, he said goodbye to a life of battle, but not of service.

Tindal’s mother, Eslar, was much in love with her soldier, MaZak. He had rescued her from the Shadow Lands and told her of King Salvare. Although he would never take credit for saving her; for he told her it was the King’s Whisper that indeed had led him to her, and awakened her from the Shadows.

§ § § §

The Shadow Lands were where many a soul drifted away, never to be seen or heard from again. It was a veil whereby the wickedness may pass between the light of Erde and the Darkness of Oscuridad. There were those who had lost themselves among the thick fog of the Shadows in search of the Darkness, but most had been taken captive by the Darkness itself. Being brought there, hearts soon became burdened beyond measure, minds confounded by the wickedness which dwelt therein, bodies worn by the unhealthy conditions of the climate, and soon all hope was lost as the Darkness overcame them.

Though difficult, some souls were graciously saved, being pulled from the bonds of the Darkness back into the glorious light of the sun, nourished by those who fought against the Darkness and served the true King. Of such a one was Eslar.

§ § § §

Day after day, as MaZak spoke of the King and the Shimmering kingdom, Eslar longed the more to see it and to meet this great King of who he spoke. He told her that one day soon King Salvare would indeed return with his kingdom, and that she would then be able to behold him face to face. Until then, one’s faith must rest in the words of the King, “Fear not my children, I shall return to you my people.” So she did.

Even from her youth, this lady looked small and frail, but was very much a hard worker and quite feisty when the situation called for it. Ever striving to please MaZak, never had Eslar felt such love from any other man. She had neither known her father nor mother but was an orphan, who most seemed to over look. She would often claim, “When one has been pulled from the Shadows, what are the trials of life but a small thing.”

If there were days Eslar would consider the greatest of all in her life, she would say it was the day she was saved from the Shadows, the meeting of her love, and the birth of her only son Tindal.

Tindal was a most disciplined young man. He would anxiously await the arrival of his father and beg him to tell him the stories again and again - though he had heard them many times before - of how King Salvare had come, was betrayed by a friend, and slain by kindred and those who served the Darkness. Yet, did he rise again by the power of his father Allmachtig, and promised to return to gather his people unto his Shimmering kingdom, called Scimerian.

§ § § §

Scimerian, the Shimmering kingdom, was described by King Salvare himself in the Book of Wisdom. “My children, behold when I shall return, to henceforth destroy the Darkness forevermore, I shall bring you forth to New Erde as Erde shall be no more. Even now do I go away to prepare a place for you. As you approach, ye shall see Scimerian’s gates of precious stones, which shall never be closed.

“Ye shall enter upon streets of purest gold, able to be traveled by foot, as they are soft and pleasurable to walk upon. The vegetation shall cover the ground as a blanket, with colors so beautiful to behold, one can feel the warmth of their color. The trees stretch forth their arms, full of ripened, bountiful fruit, toward the bright sun which casts its light, forbidding forever the Shadows and Darkness entrance.

“There shall be no more sorrow among the inhabitants of Scimerian within New Erde, for my desire is for your hearts to be pure and full of joy. Ye shall behold me as your king, and I shall love you as my people forever.”

§ § § §

Tindal listened carefully as MaZak read him the law and would tell his father that he would be the first to keep that law perfectly, so the King would know he loved him.

MaZak would chuckle and say, “Dear Tindal, do not fear if you by chance falter or stumble at the law. Indeed it is right to desire to obey without error, but the law is not what allows you into the kingdom. The King himself must grant you entrance.”

“Aye, father, but how much more so shall the King accept that one who is perfect?”

Sorie’s family had been slaughtered by an attack from the servants of Oscuridad, the kingdom of Darkness, as they overtook Almozak, where she lived. As the Gottlos attacked, strong delusions overwhelmed the people of the village, causing them to slay one another amidst the battle. It was as though the people were controlled by another, having them do things they normally would not.

§ § § §

The Darkness was that which some believed had always been, though others considered began with the treason of Judarius. Dwelling along the southwest outskirts of Erde, though close enough to touch it, the Shadows Lands were all that appear to divide Oscuridad from Erde – though truly never separate, but by sight. Those who fell into the Darkness, such as the Gottlos, never again returned to the light except to fight against it. The Darkness and the servants thereof merely waited eagerly among the shadows throughout Erde, to overcome the souls who knew not their devices.

§ § § §

There were no survivors, save Sorie. The village was left desolate with the bodies of those dead, lingering where they lay in the streets and homes. The Gottlos left as quickly as they had come, snickering and laughing with delight in what they had done to the people most unaware. Though rebuilt, Sorie had never returned.

Was it by chance or something more that young Sorie had been saved from such torture? She pondered often why the entire village had to perish, save her. She still missed her family, but was no longer angered by it. She had returned from visiting her cousin Tamar in Felter, to find the village and all she had burning. Her joy was stolen that day, and in its place put sadness.

As the smoke pushed its way through the fresh breeze, it carried the smell of death and sorrow like a message to others who may also fall prey to the desires of the Gottlos, or other servants of Darkness. The stench of the smoldering bodies was horrendous, along with the ashes carried by the wind, which caused Sorie’s eyes to burn. These were people she knew, family she loved.

Sorie stood in fright, yet amazed. Wanting to turn away but unable, her tears found themselves watering the grass beneath her feet. If only she had not gone to visit Tamar – though she may have likewise died – she would still be with her family.

How could such have happened? Have they all perished? Am I but left? Shall I call to them only to hear the crackling of the fire midst the ashes that remain?

Sorie stood alone as time seemed to stand still. She scarcely heard the thunder of hooves quickly approaching from behind her, caring not who did approach. Had the savages returned to consume her also? She would readily embrace it.

Rather, an average-sized, bearded man, wearing a tan cloak, carrying a strait smooth wooden staff, did dismount. He solemnly approached, and placed his hand upon her shoulder. Though unknown, his touch was comforting. She wanted to be held, but her angered kindled.

Sorie’s lips drew fierce. “Where then are the King and the Sealed? Have they no desire for the peasants of the land? Are we but nothing in their eyes? Have you come now but to scoff?” She was fifteen years old, but not some silly child of adolescence.

The man who stood beside her was Ashvar, a seer¦ among the Sealed. He explained indeed, the village leaders had been told of the coming threat many moons ago, but had played the spoiled child choosing not to heed the warnings. Ashvar softly shared that although the Sealed desired to enlighten and move the villagers to a safer location, King Salvare’s words had always been clear that they were not to force people into protection, but to persuade through words of wisdom.

It was peculiar, perhaps an inward persuading, which moved her to trust the words of the unknown man. With no family or place to go, Ashvar took Sorie home with him. From that day, he beheld her as daughter and she loved him as father.

It was in the Land of the Seekers, at the semiannual market, that Sorie first laid eyes on Tindal. Instantly, there was a drawing attraction between the two. From that day, they became inseparable. Were they meant to be together by providence, or was it that neither had found another to take interest in? Neither cared for such foolish questions; as they were young, in love, having eyes for only one another.

A few years later, they made vows to seal their faithfulness to one another, and chose to marry. They decided to live in the village of Nesal with Tindal’s family, but were not too far from her adoptive father in Breckenly. Things were going well for them, as their relationship developed from young love to couple charity: the love which brings forth both action and commitment, above and beyond mere youthful lust.

Tindal had chosen a life of knowledge and learning over following in his father’s footsteps of the craftsmanship of swords. At the first, MaZak wanted much to persuade his son to embrace the skill of the swordsman, but soon gave in to the idea that his son was more involved in learning and studies. It somewhat disheartened MaZak to acknowledge Tindal’s lack of want toward his talents, but recalled the desires his own mother. Had she had her way, MaZak would have been a shepherd instead of The Bladesman, wishing to keep him away from the dangers of being numbered among the Sealed.

Tindal desired to be a master of the law and study of not only the King and the kingdom, but also of the Gottlos and history of Oscuridad. MaZak warned against such peering into the hidden thoughts of the kingdom of Darkness, but Tindal would not heed his father’s wisdom. MaZak knew he could have demanded obedience, but Tindal would have merely found time to fulfill his desires of such studies in secret.

MaZak told Tindal an overabundance of law study would lead to a legalistic view that could cause one to be blind to grace and mercy. He urged an exhausted study of history could create a lack of desire to act, feeling it had all been tried before. Even as taking the Book of Wisdom out of context could cause one to falter into heresy, or become lax in duty waiting on the King. MaZak also knew peering too deeply into the Darkness was not good for a man’s soul.

Soon after marriage, Sorie told Tindal she was with child. He was excited and began to plan out their entire future together. Though, little did Tindal know, his plans did not include what lay ahead for him, his family, and all of Erde. Nor was he prepared, yet he thought he was.

For life is but a journey, and though a man plan for the future, he cannot prepare for that which he knoweth not of.

Return to the Moment

With a loud thump, the door flew open as the wind threw it against the wall. Two men rushed into the home, with the rain soaring through the doorway like locusts. Eslar turned in fright, as the fresh bowl of water in her hands fell to the ground. She froze still. At the noise, the men jerked to face her. Pottery and water covered the floor.

Rushing over to her with his arms stretched forth, one said, “I have the doctor Eslar. Are you okay?”

“Yes MaZak, you startled me,” Eslar replied excitedly.

“Sorry, my dear Eslar, has Tindal returned yet?” MaZak asked, still panting from the weather, as Dr. Toggle pushed the door closed.

“Not yet. Oh, I wish he would hurry,” she sighed, holding her hands. “Thank you for coming, Dr. Toggle. Please see to Sorie as I clean up this mess. She is boiling with unquenchable fever,” Eslar pleaded, turning her gaze to the doctor.

Dr. Toggle moved around the spilt water into the bedroom with Sorie, closing the door behind him. MaZak grabbed a towel to help Eslar soak up the water, and pick up the large pieces of broken pottery.

Within the space of half an hour, two more men arrived at the home. Fighting against the climate, they entered and locked the door behind them. They were soaking wet.

MaZak stood to greet them, “Tindal. Ashvar. Dr. Toggle is here. The time of birth is upon us, but her fever will not fade.”

Tindal felt his blood carry the uncertainty of what may transpire next throughout his body. He removed his drenched poncho, while Ashvar took off his saturated cloak.

“Fear not, Sorie shall live to see her child,” claimed Ashvar, most assuredly.

Ashvar’s eyes were fixed with truth, and his voice quivered not. Neither Tindal nor MaZak questioned the seer, but both held still the slightest seed of unbelief. Never had any known Ashvar to lie, for he was one who was close to God, but faith easily wavers in times of suffering and worry.

Ashvar made his way to the room and Eslar followed, closing the door behind them. Dr. Toggle stood over Sorie checking her vitals and assessing her condition. Patting her face lightly with the damp cloth, he feared there was nothing he could do. Looking up from Sorie’s pale face, seeing Ashvar, he stepped aside. He knew Sorie was in need of a greater physician than he, if both she and the child were to live.

As if Eslar and Dr. Toggle were not present, Ashvar moved around to the head of the bed. One could hear the sloshing of his wet robe against the floor while he walked toward Sorie. Kneeling beside her, he placed his left hand over her brow, laying his other atop her right hand. He bowed his head as the room was still.

Ashvar spoke with his heart to God, words not audible for man to hear. He was a man of prayer, one who communed with God. Prepared from the womb of his mother, raised in the nurture and admonition of the Lord, he had always been a seer and friend of the Most High.

Moments that seemed like hours passed by. Afraid to move, Eslar and Dr. Toggle watched as the seer knelt in silence with his eyes closed. Eslar cried in her spirit for God to grant healing, as Dr. Toggle offered his own prayers to the Father.

MaZak and Tindal remained outside the room, knowing there was nothing they could do to help. Helplessness is not one’s favorite state to be found in, but few there be who escape it. Fighting for prominence, fear and faith – mixed with prayers – filled their minds as they waited. They could not deny the doubt which desired to overwhelm them, but fought against giving it precedence above all else in their being.

MaZak kneeled, hunched over the seat of the wooden chair in the corner of the living area. Across the room in the kitchen, where the bowl and water had been cleaned up, Tindal sat with his eyes staring at the floor between his legs. The sounds of the storm could still be heard through the small cracks around the windows and door, along with the beating upon the roof. As MaZak sent up words to heaven, Tindal’s mind was full of small repetitious prayers of, “Please help Sorie and the baby,” over and over again.

Ashvar lifted himself from the ground. Bending over, he gently kissed Sorie upon her forehead and turned toward the Dr. Toggle and Eslar. “God has seen it fit to remove the fever. The time is at hand. She is ready to deliver.”

Sorie’s eyes faintly opened, instantly renewing faith in the room. Color slowly filled her cheeks once more. The baby was coming! Washing his hands, Dr. Toggle prepared for the child’s deliverance. Eslar was there to help with towels and fresh water, while Ashvar made his way out to be with MaZak and Tindal.

Eslar touched the face of Sorie as she looked into her eyes, allowing Sorie to squeeze her other hand. Sorie’s skin was cool, no longer burning with fever. It’s a miracle, Eslar conceded, a marvelous miracle indeed. Sorie puffed and blew trying to make herself take deep breathes and excel fully, pushing with each contraction.

Little Vandor was about to flow from darkness to light, from the womb into the Land of Erde. Today he would be born among the dark howls of the night storm, but tomorrow he would feel the warmth of the bright sun upon his tender skin. From the safety of his mother’s womb, he would soon be among the forces of good and evil.

Sorie anticipated the precious smile of her son, which somewhat eased the discomforts of her groans and cries through the pain of birth. Dr. Toggle, with his sleeves rolled up and freshly washed hands, held the newborn. With a fresh damp cloth, Dr. Toggle cleaned out the eyes, ears, and mouth of the child. A small cry and then another.

New life: a beginning with opportunity and promise for both failure and success; a desire for wants and a need for understanding; a blessing and a gift.

No one cared for the disarray among the wind and rain of the night. A baby was born. New life had sprung forth. Cheers and tears filled the home. Burdens lifted, fears released, prayers answered; it appeared mercy had been granted. The small room, moments ago filled with silence, was now full of family and laughter.

Sorie, exhausted, beheld her child with sleepy eyes, “My little Vandor Leshing.”

A bond, that which a mother instinctively feels for her baby, was made without thought. She held him close, wrapped in a soft blue blanket covering his body and head, only revealing Vandor’s face and arms. His eyes squinted against the light, with the faintest hint of eyebrows.

Tindal gazed at his son, so delicate and innocent he looked. Countless things passed through Tindal’s mind, taking in every bit of baby Vandor. There were things that must be done, which must be taught, and made known to be expected. Does not every father ponder these things within his heart, he wonders.

“Shall we dedicate him to God and the King, as it is written in the Book of Wisdom Ashvar?” asked Tindal.

“If you and Sorie be agreed, then so be it,” replied Ashvar.

“We are. Let it be so,” claimed Tindal.

“Yes, father, we would like as much to be done,” agreed Sorie faintly, still looking ever so tenderly at her newborn.

She lightly kissed Vandor and lifted him toward Ashvar. Vandor’s eyes were wide open as if taking in all that was new. MaZak and Eslar stood near the door anxious to hold the child, but patiently waited their due turn. This was a moment of dedication, an important time indeed. A picture, whereby the parents offered their precious gift of life back to God, who saw it fit to grant them as an inheritance.

Ashvar stepped up to the bed, taking the child from his mother’s arms. Lifting Vandor up toward heaven, Ashvar began to speak: “Dear young Vandor, before knowing good or evil, thy parents doth dedicate thee to the great and holy God, thy Creator. It is He who has seen it right to grant thee life, and to Him doth thou eternally owe it.

“To the law may thou be obedient. Love God and serve the King with diligence. Honor thy father and mother, that thy days may be long. Take heed to godly wisdom from those which prove to be wise. Strive to give light to those in darkness. Give service to those around thee, thy kindred and thy neighbor. Shun the teachings and babblings of the kingdom of Darkness and the servants thereof. In all things keep thyself pure, for we know one shall reap from what is sown.

“Long live the King, and long may thou serve him in pure of heart. To God be all the honor, glory, and praise forevermore. Amen.”

Contest - Amazon Breakthrough Novel Award

2010-12-30T08:47:00.006-06:00

Here is an opportunity for anyone to submit an unpublished or self-published novel between 50,000 and 150,000 words (of their own writing) in the 2011 Amazon Breakthrough Novel Award, for a chance to win one of two $15,000 publishing contracts with Penguin USA and distribution of their novel on Amazon.com.

How to Enter: The submission period begins January 24, 2011 at 12:01 a.m. (U.S. Eastern Standard Time) and ends February 6, 2011 at 11:59 p.m. (U.S. Eastern Standard Time). The young adult fiction category and the general fiction category are each limited to 5,000 Entries, and we will stop accepting Entries for a category after we have received 5,000 Entries in that category.

Sadly, there isn't enough time for me to finish and submit my latest work, entitled Kristietiba, as I am currently only about midway through writing it. But, I have been slowly reediting and putting together the trilogy of Ekleipsis, Daegsteorra, and Andeis into one book entitle Land of Erde. Perhaps I will be able to complete and submit this work. I at least hope to.

Do you have a novel you have been working on? Give it a go! You've got a month to prepare and submit it. What have you lost?

Kristietiba - Lost But Not Forgotten

2010-08-30T10:27:00.014-05:00

Well, today, I am slowly sobering to the fact that I may have to live with the realization that my USB flash drive, which contained the most updated version of Kristietiba, may be lost. How disheartening I felt last night when suddenly, out of nowhere, I began to question where had I actually placed my flash drive. If memory serves me right, the location of my flash drive – with all purposeful prayer and hope that it is – may be located at a friend’s house; as it may have fallen out of my pants pocket this past Friday. I am hopeful it will be found, but if not, at least not all is lost. I will miss my enjoyable thoughts of the last chapter and a half – surely not being able to recall and rewrite such words – but possibly I could imagine similar or greater words to fill the void of my loss.

Besides my current loss of roughly 10-12 pages, the storyline is slowly progressing to 10 chapters with approximately 105 pages. The initial chapter two title has been renamed Deception, but the contents have not varied much. Within my mind, this most likely marks relatively midway through the book, but we shall see as the story matures itself; as I allow my mind to write freely as the tale progresses, rather than limit myself to strict guidelines or passageways. Such seems to allow me an enjoyment of not really knowing personally all the twists and outcomes upfront, but more so as they bring themselves forth at the appointed times; much like how the reader of the story first learns of them. Sounds odd? Possibly so, but it is how I found enjoyment in writing.

So for now… it is on with the rewrite of the lost script, while moving forward with the story as a whole; with the silent prayer that my lonely flash drive, most surely protecting yet my manuscript with its life, may be found by an honest soul and returned.

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Update:

Praise the living God of Heaven and Earth! He allowed me to find my lost flash drive, so now I am able to recover my lost words of Kristietiba.

Kristietiba - The Beginning

2010-03-01T09:17:00.001-06:00

Okay, I have officially begun writing on the next story, entitled Kristietiba. Presently, I have rough drafts for both the first and second chapters, currently titled Treason and Nestahi. I have many ideas which have presented themselves within my mind for this tale, and pray that I may share them in such a fashion whereby you the reader may enjoy reading them.

So, though the end of Erde has come, for those faithful to King Salvare do now enjoy New Erde, there yet remains a story to be told of the nobles he sent forth to bring comfort to the land of Varjama.

Such is the beginning…

The night fog was thick and blinding, almost suffocating. Dampness filled the air, carried by the wild breeze, cherishing its last breath granted by the recent storm. Humidity caused everything to feel sticky, with a most irritable mood. It was a darkness to be avoided, for such an hour was given to mischief and the things most unbecoming of a noble.

Andeis - Free PDF of Book

2010-02-12T10:14:00.004-06:00

Please click here to download the entire third book, and share the link with others you believe may also enjoy the story.

If you are new to the site and have never read book one, Ekleipsis, I hope you will find it worthy of your time, and possibly continue the story into the Daegsteorra and the coming Andeis.

Daegsteorra - Free PDF of Book

2010-02-12T10:09:00.006-06:00

Please click here to download the entire second book, and share the link with others you believe may also enjoy the story.

If you are new to the site and have never read book one, Ekleipsis, I hope you will find it worthy of your time, and possibly continue the story into the Daegsteorra and the coming Andeis.

Andeis - Cover Art

2009-12-10T12:22:00.007-06:00

Although the third installment of the Land of Erde, entitled Andeis, has already been published, I have apparently not posted a preview of its cover art. Interestingly, often the covers are developed before the stories are even written, which I suppose could be a good or bad thing; given I sometimes recreate the covers for the published work. But, here lies the front and back covers for book three, Andeis.

As before, a free graphic from Lulu’s gallery was used as a starting point. I continued to utilize the fonts Parchment and Old English for the book title and subtitle, while using the Vivaldi font type for the back cover.

Thus ends the current trilogy of the Land of Erde, but a future may yet lie ahead for the characters.

Andeis - Purchase A Copy!

2009-12-08T12:21:00.011-06:00

Andeis, part three of the Land of Erde series.

Andeis (Goth, end): The end of Erde cometh, and the destruction of all that is evil, but for those who give allegiance to King Salvare, there shall be no end, for New Erde awaits.

The Ekleipsis has tormented Erde. The Daegsteorra has arrived. So cometh the Andeis.

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Andeis - Published

2009-06-25T14:45:00.004-05:00

Andeis has made it to final publication at Lulu, and is currently in the review stage at CreateSpace. This is the final installment of the In the Land of Erde three part series.

I have really enjoyed writing a medieval fictional story, which carries with it some biblical types and principles. Not that these books in anyway should be considered as study material, but the hope is that their content will lead the reader to ponder the things of Christianity and scripture.

Please continue to visit, for there are more ideas on the horizon.

Daegsteorra - Spoiler

2009-06-25T14:33:00.011-05:00

A summary of Daegsteorra and introduction to Andeis.

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…And through the Ekleipsis, many were made to endure and contend against the dark depravity of the Darkness. Their wickedness went forth throughout all of Erde, carried out by the hands of the Gibborims, the brothers of Jagare, and their army of Gottlos and Ubils. Even did Kirche, that place which once stood as the whereabouts of the Sealed of King Salvare, did fall into the hands of the Wicked One and become known as Temeto.

Wiltzer, the dwarf, and his wife had returned to Hozekan, and shared the new knowledge they had gain from Vandor and King Salvare’s Book of Wisdom. From doubt arose faith, which stirred within the hearts of their people, whereby most would trust in the truth. Some refused to follow, as had been the same with the people of Erde, but many followed the Sealed to the hidden sanctuary away from the torments upon the land.

Within Geheim, mankind and dwarf dwelled together, learning to respect and care for one another, realizing they were more similar than different. They had many things in common, of which was their fight against the Darkness and their trust in the return of King Salvare, to rescue them from the Wicked One.

Though Kayla had returned to Geheim after being kidnapped by the Gottlos, Vandor’s heart stilled longed for her. She was cold and distant to him, and it grieved his whole essence to where he became overbearingly depressed. Vandor’s family and friends tried to comfort him, but it did little good while he did watch his love act as though they had never known one another.

Witnesses came unto the inhabitants of Geheim, being sent there by King Salvare himself to bare witness of his coming. These Witnesses told them many things, reminded them of the promises in the Book of Wisdom, and gave hope to all. They prepared groups to go forth into Erde, to search for lost and bound souls that desired to flee the Darkness and cleave unto King Salvare, while they themselves would confront Jagare with his iniquity.

While the Beacons did search Erde and the Witnesses faced Jagare, wolves in sheep’s clothing did attack within the walls of Geheim. The inhabitants stood firm against those who had given themselves over to the lies of the Darkness, even after having seen and heard the Witnesses, and remained hopeful to the King’s coming.

While the Witnesses lost their lives in giving warning to Jagare, Ashvar returned to aid those Beacons and others against the strong hold of Gottlos in Trachten. Though the victory was theirs, as Vikadore and Menindas fled away to Temeto, Vandor watched his love fall to her death as she was about to slay him. Yet, all things were not as they seemed.

Families and friends were reunited, with small victories lending hope to weary souls. Some doubts remained, but faith would not allow itself to faultier by the wayside.

Through the turmoil, the struggle, and the darkness, Ashvar could see the precious lights of the heavens. He saw it, he embraced it, he shared it…

…the Daegsteorra was before them…

Ekleipsis - Free PDF of Book

2009-01-16T10:52:00.008-06:00

Currently, I am struggling to find time here and there to continue working on book three, Andeis. It is exciting though, for a chapter of importance has just been completed. Although some of the readers may find themselves upset with me at its end, I hope they will show mercy and understanding to my decisions regarding the characters and turn of events within the Land of Erde.

At this time I would like to make Ekleipsis, book one of the trilogy, available free for download. Please click here to download the entire first book, and share the link with others you believe may also enjoy the story.

If you are new to the site and have never read book one, Ekleipsis, I hope you will find it worthy of your time, and possibly continue the story into the Daegsteorra and the coming Andeis.

Erstwhile - Possibility

2008-11-11T21:42:00.004-06:00

Although the Erdians endured the Ekleipsis, prayed for the Daegsteorra, and endured the Andeis, there was a time before the coming to power of Judarius.

During my writing of book two, Daegsteorra, and of book three, Andeis, I have pondered the idea of writing a book or series of books concerning the beginning of Erde before the absence of King Salvare.

Indeed, this is clearly in the 'rough draft' stages, merely in my mind, but one day hopefully it will be put down to paper for readers to see where Erde began.

Kristietiba - Possibility

2008-10-28T16:19:00.020-05:00

As I continue to work with ideas for book three, Andeis, I have unexpectedly come across a possible storyline for another book. Though this book would not actually be a direct continuation of the current In the Land of Erde trilogy, it may have some of the same characters.

I realize that I am far from ready to begin such a task, but figured I would post the idea for readers to see there may yet be more coming for the characters they have come to know in Erde. It would be a complete different storyline, currently most likely a single book story.

The story would involve one known as Kristietiba from the land of Varjama.

Please check back often for updates regarding my continued writing of Andeis, book three, and possibly the future of Kristietiba.

Daegsteorra - Purchase A Copy!

2008-09-12T22:53:00.017-05:00

Daegsteorra, part two of the Land of Erde series.

Daegsteorra (Old English, the day star): The Ekleipsis cometh but for a moment, then shall the daystar yet arise above the Darkness.

Behold the Daegsteorra cometh, while the Darkness, even Jagare who now dwelleth in Temeto (once named Kirche), doth yet bathe in their sin and seeming triumphant victory over Erde. Pride has kept them from the truth, as they serve it willingly of heart, fighting yet against King Salvare and the very Creator of Heaven. Do they not yet know that the created cannot overthrow their Creator, nor shall evil overcome good?

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Ekleipsis - Spoiler

2008-08-27T08:50:00.015-05:00

A summary of Ekleipsis and introduction to Daegsteorra.

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Born before the Ekleipsis, yet after the Dark Ages and fading of the Great Awakening, Vandor Leshing grew up during a time when the Darkness was somewhat quiet, though not completely.

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History told of how King Allmachtig from Himmel had sent his son, Prince Salvare, to rule over Erde, but Salvare had been betrayed by one of his inner circle, namely Judarius. After having taken rule of Erde as King Salvare, Judarius and his men took the King by night and hung him upon a tree. King Salvare fought not, and thus were the Sealed scattered throughout Erde in fear, and the people fell under the Dark Ages of Judarius and his army of Darkness, namely Gottlos and Ubils.

King Allmachtig, having received word in Himmel, came to Erde, unseen in the veil of night, to restore life back to his son. King Allmachtig chose not to destroy all of Erde for such traitorous acts, but left such choices in the hands of his son, King Salvare, for Allmachtig had given Erde over to Salvare aforetime. It was then that King Salvare showed himself to some of his Sealed before leaving Erde to join his father in Himmel, but promised one day to return.

Judarius’ dark reign, in Oscuridad southwest of Erde through the Shadow Lands, was made short by the infiltrator Balor, who slew such a one, though cost him yet his own life also. Through Judarius came the mark, whereby those who accept such are forever in bondage to the Darkness, and also came Galtare his seed.

Galtare, filled with rage from the death of his father, swore to rid Erde of all remembrance of King Salvare and the Sealed. Many claimed Galtare was a son of a devil, therefore a devil himself. Galtare killed men, women, and children with his army of Gottlos and Ubils, pulling Erde deeper into the Dark Ages of sorrow. At least till his later years when Galtare and his army seemed to fall silent.

It was then that the Sealed were reborn in Kirche, and the light of King Salvare by his Whisper and Book of Wisdom did shine through, giving way to the Great Awakening. At the death of Galtare came the eldest of his eleven sons, Jagare, to rule in his stead over Oscuridad. Immediately, Jagare went forth with his father’s army of Gottlos and Ubils to attack the Sealed which dwelt in Signum. It was on this advancement that Jagare was dealt a deadly blow by an unknown arrow, thus his army fled and knowledge was able to increase in Erde concerning the things of King Salvare.

Yet, as the Sealed increased, and those that trusted once again in King Salvare’s Book of Wisdom, Jagare was restored to life by one name Rubicund, the Dragon of old. While he did sit and wait, the years of so-called peace did cause the hearts of men to become complacent and doubtful of the things concerning King Salvare and his return to Erde. It was time for Jagare, the Wicked One, to set forth in motion the Ekleipsis.

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Vandor’s father Tindal was raised first in Signum, but Tindal’s father MaZak moved his family to Nesal before he was grown. Vandor’s mother Sorie was the sole survivor of the burning of her family’s village by Gottlos, and was raised by the seer Ashvar near by in Breckenly. It was in Nesal, that Vandor heard such history by listening to his grandfather MaZak tell stories of King Salvare’s Book of Wisdom and actively serving as one of the Sealed. It was here, away from the busy places of Erde, that Vandor met his friend Rayhold, and hidden love Kayla.

Rayhold was befriended by one named Onyx, a pale. Rayhold was soon led down a path of choices, whereby he grew in his want for power and sorcery. Such things were forbidden, and thus they were kept secret until the day Vandor, Kayla, and he was met by a Gottlos on their way back from visiting his friend Qualtes; whereby Rayhold’s choice of sorcery over honesty did grip his heart concerning Cenobia there. Though the three swore not to tell, Rayhold’s secret was given to the Council of Nesal, and thus Rayhold was confronted and jailed by night.

Enraged, Rayhold’s father Labo went throughout Nesal that same night, slaying all the council members he could. He searched for Rayhold in the cells below the council chambers, but unknowingly to him, Rayhold had been already freed by the power of Onyx. Labo was slain by Nau, as fear arose in the hearts of Tindal, Vandor, and Kayla for the mark of the Wicked One did appear upon Labo’s right hand. If such a one had infiltrated Nesal, how many other servants of the Darkness were there among the villages of Erde?

Kayla held within her heart that her father Tebad also had a dagger, she had once seen as a child, which carried the mark of the Wicked One. She confided in Vandor as to such on their way to search for MaZak among Trachten. It was on this journey that they met Wiltzer and Damaris, a dwarf couple of such they never knew existed. Wiltzer and his wife were headed back to the hidden dwarf village Hozekan, southeast of Erde, fleeing from the Darkness’ attack upon Trachten. A bond of friendship was created.

Wiltzer and Damaris returned to their people with the news of King Salvare’ Book of Wisdom and how it closely related to the dwarf book Legend of Pre-Hozekan. By the voice of the eldest of the council in Hozekan, they were able to persuade their emperor and the council to take heed of the coming Ekleipsis, of which Dartego (the friend of MaZak) was also able to flee Trachten and warn the Sealed in Kirche of such coming.

Headed still to find his grandfather MaZak, or at least to tell the Sealed in Signum of his findings, Vandor and Kayla found themselves midst a battle of the Sealed and Gottlos. It was here that Kayla was kidnapped away and Vandor was knocked unconscious, though gained a friend.

As the armies of Darkness did march forth throughout all of Erde, those who had taken heed to the warning of the Sealed and such found themselves in a secret dwelling of old called Geheim, in the Cadas Mountains. Many had made it there, including the dwarfs by way of the Sealed, though some did not. Of those that made it was the surprising return of Kayla, though Ashvar concluded that the one which stood before them was indeed touched by the Darkness.

The Ekleipsis was now upon Erde…

Daegsteorra - Proof and Cover Art

2008-08-25T09:31:00.013-05:00

Editing has pretty much been done for book two, Daegsteorra, and a proof copy has been ordered for review. Once I have read through the proof and am satisfied, Daegsteorra will be available for purchase.

Just recently, I decided to recreate the artwork for the front and back covers of book two, Daegsteorra. The reason for the change is that I wanted to show a transition from the Ekleipsis to the Daegsteorra, and honestly, the original cover was too ‘bright’ for where the story of book two ends leading into book three, Andeis.

Here is how the covers will appear on the final work.

The fonts of the front cover (Parchment and Old English) have remained the same, but the picture has changed. I took one of the offered photos from Lulu, and edited it to fit my ideas of book two in Paint Shop Pro. First, I darkened the picture to create the ‘night’ effect, then added the sunburst, illumination to create the sun rising. I did change the font of the back cover from Tempus Sans ITC to Viner Hand ITC.

The release of Daegsteorra should be shortly, hopefully by September, so please keep visiting the Land of Erde for updates.

Andeis - Free Preview

2008-05-16T09:29:00.006-05:00

Currently, book two, Daegsteorra, is with my editor, making corrections which I will then review and resubmit. Soon after, Daegsteorra will be out of pre-edit edition mode and ready for release in its final form. Hope you have all enjoyed Ekleipsis and are ready to plunge into book two.

Honestly, book three, Andeis, has been somewhat of a slow process. Ideas are still forming within my mind, but not many full chapters have totally presented themselves to me as of yet. Though, I have completed chapter one, which carries over from book two, and chapter two, which I have uploaded into PDF format as a preview to book three, Andeis.

This chapter will not give too much of the storyline away, but if you have not read Ekleipsis or Daegsteorra you may wish to wait until you have before enjoying this preview.

Preview to book three, Andeis:

Chapter two, Hope for the Weary

Andeis - Adventure Begins

2008-03-05T10:16:00.003-06:00

Greetings Erdians,

Just a quick note to ensure you all that I am still working toward the corrections of book two, Daegsteorra, but have just recently begun writing somewhat on book three, Andeis.

This may take some time to get all of my thoughts in order, especially since this will most likely be the close of the trilogy, In the Land of Erde. Yet, who knows, other stories could possibly arise from such a place.

I hope that you will consider taking the journey with us through Erde, starting with book one, Ekleipsis.

Until then, have a great one!

Daegsteorra - PRE-EDIT EDITION

2008-02-14T14:00:00.005-06:00

If you have read book one, Ekleipsis, and are anxious to read book two, Daegsteorra, it is available at Lulu in its PRE-EDITED form.

Please make sure that you realize that although I have made it available AS-IS, it has been sent to the editor, and therefore the final manuscript may contain additions or deletions from this PRE-EDITED edition. Although, I can assure you that the main story line will remain intact.

It may be six months or so before I update the manuscript to the final edition, but I will be sure to note such here In the Land of Erde blog and where the book becomes available.

Also, upon the copyright page of this edition, it will state “PRE-EDIT EDITION”, and this edition will no longer be available once the edited version goes to press.

Since this is a PRE-EDIT version, the price is slightly cheaper than the final edition cost.

BOOK TWO

Daegsteorra (Old English, the day star): The Ekleipsis cometh but for a moment, then shall the daystar yet arise above the Darkness.

Behold the Daegsteorra cometh, while the Darkness, even Jagare who now dwelleth in Temeto (once named Kirche), doth yet bathe in their sin and seeming triumphant victory over Erde. Pride has kept them from the truth, as they serve it willingly of heart, fighting yet against King Salvare and the very Creator of Heaven. Do they not yet know that the created cannot overthrow their Creator, nor shall evil overcome good?

August 25, 2008: The PRE-EDIT EDITION, with original cover, is no longer available.

Daegsteorra - Sent To The Editor

2008-02-13T10:00:00.001-06:00

And here we have it…

Book two, Daegsteorra, has been sent off to my editor. Though, I have told her that there is no hurry, since she is currently in the process of another project of hers.

I have allowed a few eyes to see some of the chapters, and only one so far to read the completed (without editing) manuscript. I have received good feedback and great encouragement.

I am eager to see the responses back from the readers of book one, Ekleipsis, for I have been told that book two, Daegsteorra, is somewhat better (in their opinion, of course).

Again, the first chapter is viewable here, or at the end of book one, Ekleipsis, in print.

Concerning book three, Andeis, it may take some time. I would like to take a small break before embarking on the third part of the In the Land of Erde series. Whereas book two, Daegsteorra, honestly did easily flow forth into book form, I believe book three, Andeis, will indeed take more thought and preparation to complete.

Hope each of you enjoy book one, Ekleipsis, and look forward to book two, Daegsteorra, and even later book three, Andeis.

Daegsteorra - Cover Art

2008-02-06T16:00:00.001-06:00

Okay, here are the front and back covers for book two, Daegsteorra, though I may be adding the author's name, Pordlaw LaRue, to the front cover.

Again, Lulu offers a good number of pictures that may be used as covers in their gallery, but one is free to create their own or enhance the Lulu ones.

For the front cover, I merely took one of the Lulu pictures and added the sunburst, illumination effect, which created the sun over the tree. I also used the Parchment font type for the title Daegsteorra, and Old English font type for the In the Land of Erde.

Moving to the back cover, I simply took the blue from the front cover and centered the sunburst, illumination. I used the Tempus Sans ITC font type to write a portion of the book upon the cover, and shadowed in darkened effects around the words.

Presented here are the front and back covers for book two, Daegsteorra.

Daegsteorra (Old English, the day star): The Ekleipsis cometh but for a moment, then shall the daystar yet arise above the Darkness.

Daegsteorra - Free Preview

2008-02-06T12:00:00.005-06:00

I have truly had the words of book two, Daegsteorra, come forth in abundance since I started writing it in November of 2007. I am now working on my final chapters, which will lead the reader into book three, Andeis.

Of course, there is still a lot to do with book two, for I have given the manuscript to only a couple to read. I may also present it to others for constructive criticisms from those who I trust will be honest with me. Then there will still remain my rereading it and the eyes of my editor focusing on every detail.

Until then, I would like to give the observer a taste of book two, Daegsteorra, by allowing one to download the short chapter one to the book. If you have purchased book one, Ekleipsis, this chapter falls at the end of the book. If you have not read Ekleipsis, the download for chapter 1 of Daegsteorra is here, but I would hope that you would enjoy reading the series in order.

Book Two: Daegsteorra, Chapter One – download.

Ekleipsis - Winner Announced!

2008-02-01T13:40:00.001-06:00

Winner Announced!

I would like to thank each of you who registered to win a free autographed copy of my first book Ekleipsis.

My editor, Evelyn H., has drawn the name, and the winner is:

Juanita S.

Please continue to visit the Land of Erde for updates and to purchase your own copy of Ekleipsis, or those who know me may contact me directly.

I would like to mention that the writing of book two, Daegsteorra, is well underway and is now over half way complete. In the following months I will be writing the final chapters, proofing, re-reading, and finally submitting a copy to my wonderful editor and friend Evelyn to correct all of my poor writing skills. :)

There may be a book three, entitled Andeis, but as it is now, it will take more time and thought than book two has.

Again, thanks for your interest in my writings.

Pordlaw LaRue

Ekleipsis - Free Autographed Copy!

2008-01-31T19:00:00.001-06:00

Hoping before the end of the year, but more than likely before the end of January 2008 will be the publishing of my first fictional book entitled Ekleipsis. My wonderful editor is in the final process of examining the book for content, and then I must make the corrections and put my final touches upon it. Then it must be sent to the publishing company, I must purchase an ISBN, purchase and examine the sample, and then it will be available to the public.

As a simple promotion for fun, I have decided to give a personally signed copy of it away. Anyone is eligible. All one must do is email me here and submit your full name and email address to be entered.

On the date that the book becomes available to the public, which hopefully will be no later than the end of January 2008, I will get my editor to draw the winner from the list of names that have been submitted to me by email.

Upon drawing the winner, they will be notified by the email address given, requesting that they send me their address. This will be the address to where the person would like the book mailed. The person will have seven (7) days to email me back with their address, or another name will be chosen.

I appreciate your interest, and best of luck to each of you!

Please continue to check the blog for updates. The winner's name will be posted for all the see.

Update 1/7/2008: Contest will end January 31, 2008.

Update 1/31/2008: Winner Announced!

I would like to thank each of you who registered to win a free autographed copy of my first book Ekleipsis.

My editor, Evelyn H., has drawn the name, and the winner is:

Juanita S.

Ekleipsis - Purchase A Copy!

2008-01-25T08:00:00.011-06:00

Ekleipsis, part one of the Land of Erde series.

Ekleipsis (Greek, eclipse): Judarius claimed that darkness would one day overcome and destroy all light. The name of that day, he called thus.

The book opens with the birth of one named Vandor, of whom the story mainly centers around. We meet his friends as he matures, as things once again begin to turn toward the Darkness. As the land of Erde starts to spiral toward the foretold Ekleipsis, the dragon appears, the heir of Judarius comes forth, and the Darkness once again presses against all that is good. Fighting the supposed loss of loved ones, his friend's use of dark magic, the meeting of dwarfs, and beholding things which he has never seen, Vandor carries us from his birth until the beginning of the Ekleipsis; whereby, all that oppose the Darkness must flee for their lives.

Single edition

§ Amazon

§ CreateSpace

§ Lulu

Complete Series (Land of Erde)

§ Amazon (paperback, Kindle)

§ Barnes and Noble (ePub)

§ CreateSpace (paperback)

§ Lulu (paperback, hardback, PDF)

Daegsteorra - Introduction

2008-01-23T10:00:00.001-06:00

Continuing in the Land of Erde, where book one, Ekleipsis, left off, will be book two, entitled Daegsteorra. I have actually been writing on this book since November 2007, while book one was going through editorial corrections. Now that Ekleipsis has been completed, I can give Daegsteorra my full attention.

As with the title of book one, using the Greek word for “eclipse”, Ekleipsis, I have decided to use the Old English word for “the day star”, Daegsteorra, for the title of book two.

With Ekleipsis newly out, I would hate to give too much insight into book two, Daegsteorra, at this point, fearing I may spoil the excitement and story of book one.

As book one, Ekleipsis, begins with:

Ekleipsis (Greek, eclipse): Judarius claimed that darkness would one day overcome and destroy all light. The name of that day, he called thus.

Book two, Daegsteorra, begins with:

Daegsteorra (Old English, the day star): The Ekleipsis cometh but for a moment, then shall the daystar yet arise above the Darkness.

I hope that you will enjoy book one, Ekleipsis, as much as I have enjoyed writing it. Please continue to check back often for updates and information concerning the Land of Erde series.

Ekleipsis - Background

2008-01-22T15:00:00.001-06:00

I began writing the story which takes place in the Land of Erde around November 2006.

The ideas and concepts have gone through a few changes since the idea first began to develop. Originally I had considered writing one book, containing the entire story. With this thought in mind, one of the initial titles was The King and the Dragon. In wanting to symbolize the concept of the battle of good and evil, I named it such to relate to the biblical truth of Christ as the King of kings and Satan as the Dragon, as foretold by the book of Revelation and throughout scripture.

Along the same lines, continuing the thought of a single book, I also considered the title of Tried by Fire. Keeping in line with my initial concept of the Tribulation, the Antichrist, Satan, and the return of the King (Christ) to bring an end to evil, I pondered the idea of the souls that shall remain upon this earth during such a time. Believing in Christ at such a time as shall come, namely the Tribulation of seven years, these souls will indeed have their faith tried.

As I began to write, considering the ideas as they developed within my mind, I thought it best to break my story into two parts. For better or worse, I felt as though this would be more enjoyable to write and to read. Hence cometh book one, which I chose to entitle Ekleipsis. Looking hard for a good, eye-catching, one-word title.

Considering the concept of the desire of the Antichrist to overcome the Light of the world (Jesus Christ), the idea of an eclipse came to mind. I often use dictionary.com as a source for looking up the meaning of words, and sometime back realized that it also gives the various foreign language equivalents of most words. The word Ekleipsis, also the title of book one is simply the Greek word for eclipse.

Within this first book of the Land of Erde series, we find a brief history of Erde. We learn that the true king, King Salvare, was betrayed and slain by Judarius, the once friend and member of the King’s inner council. Though King Salvare was revived by the power of his father Allmachtig, he returned to Himmel with his father, leaving his trusted servants, the Sealed, his Book of Wisdom. He promised that he would one day return with an army to destroy the Darkness, and to bring those which choose to love him as king to a new dwelling called New Erde.

The book opens with the birth of one named Vandor, of whom the story mainly centers around. We meet his friends as he matures, as things once again begin to turn toward the Darkness. As the Land of Erde starts to spiral toward the foretold Ekleipsis, the dragon appears, the heir of Judarius comes forth, and the Darkness once again presses against all that is good. Fighting the supposed loss of loved ones, his friend's use of dark magic, and beholding things which he has never seen, Vandor carries us from his birth until the beginning of the Ekleipsis; whereby, all that oppose the Darkness must flee for their lives.

Printing Your Book - Keystone Digital Press

2008-01-21T21:00:00.000-06:00

Another idea for the self publisher is the capability of printing a number of copies yourself to be sold from your own website and/or to/by local book stores.

The only place I have found to have my book printed at an affordable price (without ordering an enormous amount of copies) has been Keystone Digital Press. I searched for a local company that could match their prices, but couldn't find one.

The minimum amount that can be ordered is 50, but that is extremely less than the other printing copies quoted me to compete with the price. All of their prices are up front, so there are no hidden charges that I know of. There is a one-time set up fee, noted here, but the copies are cheaper than that of Lulu and CreateSpace, although the retail price of all places the book is sold should be the same.

To date (1/21/2008), I have just received my proof copy from KDP. The interior of the book was wrapped but the cover was not, so when UPS delivered it soaking wet today the cover was in bad shape. I called KDP and they said they would send me out another proof cover with no problem.

The proof copies come showing the marks where the cover and pages will be cut to bind. One difference I noticed was Lulu uses cream paper, CreateSpace uses white or cream (your choice), and KDP uses white paper.

The KDP proof copy came in 50lb paper type, but KDP offers 50lb, 60lb, 70lb, and 50Natural paper types. I don't know too much about the types of paper, but I believe the higher the number the thicker the paper.

KDP offers Perfect Bound (I believe is the same as Trade Paper Back), Plastic-Coil, and Wire-O-Bound.

I will update this post when my first order arrives, which will be available for sale here.

Two advantages of selling my books here are [1] I can personally autograph each one, and [2] the buyer does not have to wait until they are printed before they are mailed out.

Again, I hope that this site will promote my writings along with also giving information and encouragement to other novice writers.

Best Wishes!

UPDATE: 2/4/08

I have received my first copies of Ekleipsis purchased from Keystone Digital Press, to allow autographed purchases of the book directly from my website. I am pretty satisfied with the quality, though there are some differences between the Lulu, CreateSpace, and KDP styles.

1. Lulu uses cream (off-white) paper and KDP uses white, whereas CreateSpace gives you the choice of cream (off-white) or white. I particular like the white I believe better.

2. The Lulu and CreateSpace covers appear to be glossier, whereas the KDP feels slightly thicker.

3. The Lulu and CreateSpace ISBN imprints vary slightly, whereas KDP prints which ever cover you choose to submit to them.

Again, I am pleased with the KDP copies, and like the idea of having copies available on-hand for purchases.

Warnings and Cautions - Print On Demand

2008-01-21T20:00:00.001-06:00

As I have previously said, I am new to publishing, so I am sure I will make some mistakes but will hopefully learn as I go through the process with my first book.

With this said, as I was searching the internet for Self Publishing information, I came across the following article which I thought may interest other writers considering self publication.

Warnings and Cautions - Print on Demand

I would like to leave this post open for comments. If you have had personal experiences (pro or con) with Self Publication/Print On Demand services, please let us read about it.

Thanks.

Publishing - CreateSpace

2008-01-21T19:00:00.000-06:00

While searching through Amazon, also coming across the Amazon Kindle, I noticed a place called CreateSpace. Similar, but not identical to Lulu, CreateSpace is also an "On-Demand Self Publishing" option for writers that would like to get their works published and into the hands of the public.

One difference brought to my attention is Lulu does not require the author's name be placed on the front cover of the book, whereas CreateSpace does.

As with Lulu, CreateSpace also lists your book with Amazon, although CreateSpace does not offer any distribution options. CreateSpace can automatically give your book an ISBN free, whereas Lulu will cost you (along with the distribution option of your choice), but CreateSpace owns the ISBN.

Since CreateSpace owns the ISBN, whereas Lulu offers you the Published By You option, you cannot print or have your book printed anywhere besides CreateSpace with the ISBN they assign your book. Of course, if use Lulu's Published By You or you have purchased your own ISBN, then CreateSpace can print your book with that ISBN being used instead of issuing you a new one for your book.

Although I am new to actually publishing my writings, I would think it best to have your book available at multiple places to allow the public to enjoy reading your writing.

Good luck!

Amazon Kindle - Digital Text Platform

2008-01-21T16:00:00.000-06:00

Recently, I came across a new device available at Amazon. It is called a Kindle, "Amazon's New Wireless Reading Device." Others may have heard of this, but it is new to me. Apparently, it allows the owner to purchase, download, and read Kindle formated books within minutes from Amazon. It appears there is currently over 98,000 titles available.

Good news to writers and publishers, your books can now be made available to Kindle owners by visiting Amazon DTP. Simply create an account, input information concerning your book, and upload a copy of your book to be converted into the Kindle format. You also choose the selling price. Help topics are available.

My book Ekleipsis, book one of the In the Land of Erde series, has been made available in Kindle format. At this time, I plan to make all future books of the series available in the Kindle format.

Readers, I hope you will enjoy the series and Writers, hope this info helps.

About the Author

2008-01-16T07:00:00.002-06:00

The author dwells outside of the land of Erde within the boot of the United States. He works in the information technology field, while receiving joy by giving service to his church and writing when he can.

The author was saved by the Savior, Jesus Christ, on September 25, 1994. While serving in the U.S. Army, in Germany, the Spirit of God moved him to meet a Christian who attended a missionary’s church for American servicemen. It was there that God the Father granted him repentance, and faith was placed in the Son of God, whereby the Holy Spirit quickened his dead spirit unto new life. His prayer is that all would come to know Jesus Christ as their Lord and Savior, and, for those who have, to act upon such convictions.

Pordlaw mit LaRue

Ekleipsis - Final Corrections - January 15, 2008

2008-01-15T15:00:00.001-06:00

The proof copy of Ekleipsis arrived in the mail last night. I finished reading through it today, and believe the errors that escaped the editing process have been corrected. Most were simple, not major errors, but I still wanted to correct them before approving the book.

Upon correction of the errors and uploading the new file to Lulu, another proof copy must be purchased before the project can be “approved” to continue in the distribution list. To my knowledge, book one, Ekleipsis, should be complete as of today, so I will now merely wait until I receive the 2nd proof copy to “approve” the book. So, any book purchased as of today will be the “final edition” copy.

I hope to purchase copies of the book for sale through this website, which may allow the reader to receive their copy of the book sooner than waiting a couple of days for Lulu to print it.

I hope that each reader will enjoy Ekleipsis: In the Land of Erde as much as I have enjoyed writing it.

Ekleipsis - January 09, 2008 Update

2008-01-09T13:00:00.001-06:00

Good news!

Today I uploaded the “final” corrections to book one, Ekleipsis, to Lulu for publication. It is now available for purchase, although I have just placed the order for my proof copy. Once I have read through the proof copy and am satisfied (which should already be), it must be approved through Lulu before it will be available at Amazon, Barnes and Nobles, and other stores which wish to carry it.

I will update the blog as to when I have officially approved the book, and please remember to register by January 31, 2008, for your chance to win a free autographed copy.

Any questions or comments before or after purchase, please contact me.

Thanks for visiting!

Ekleipsis - January 07, 2008 Update

2008-01-07T13:00:00.001-06:00

As of January 7, 2008, I now have all of my editor’s corrections in hand. I have started making the final corrections and rereading book one, Ekleipsis, preparing to send it to Lulu for publication. I should be able to order and approve the proof copy soon.

Please register by January 31, 2008 to have a chance to win the free autographed copy of Ekleipsis, by submitting your full name and email address to be entered.

I can hardly wait for book one, Ekleipsis, to be available to the public, for I have already started writing book two. Keep checking the blog for future updates of both.

Best of luck!

Ekleipsis - January 01, 2008 Update

2008-01-01T21:00:00.001-06:00

Just a quick update, as of January 01, 2008.

Book one, Ekleipsis, has been assigned an ISBN:

(978-0-6151-8434-0)

The corrections are close to being 2/3 done, as my editor is busy at work and I am reviewing the book, making the corrections. Once completed, the book will be off to the presses to receive a proof copy.

Once I have examined the proof copy, and am satisfied, the book will be available for purchase.

Upon publication, the winner will be chosen of the free autographed copy. Make sure to hurry up and register soon.

Ekleipsis - ISBN

2007-12-19T15:37:00.001-06:00

Today I purchased the ISBN for book one, Ekleipsis, using the Published By You option of Lulu. According to Lulu it takes between 3 – 4 days to send the request to the U.S. ISBN Agency and to receive the actual ISBN. Once Lulu has notified me of the ISBN I will need to add the ISBN information to the book, order a proof copy, then approve or make needed corrections then approve the book for publication. Until then, I need to continue to make the editor corrections to the manuscript. Since I have purchased the ISBN today, the book will have a publication date of 2007 even though it will most likely not be available until January 2008.

ISBN: 978-0-6151-8434-0

Ekleipsis - Cover Art

2007-12-18T09:00:00.001-06:00

Let’s talk a little bit about the choice of cover art for book one, Ekleipsis. Lulu offers a good number of pictures that may be used as covers in their gallery, but one is free to create their own or enhance the Lulu ones.

For the front cover, I merely took one of the Lulu pictures and added the red tented moon, which matched the background. I also used the Parchment font type for the title Ekleipsis, and Old English font type for the In the Land of Erde.

Moving to the back cover, I simply mirrored the original image from Lulu. I used the Informal Roman font type to write a portion of the book upon the cover. A friend of mine, Sean Labat, enhanced my covers and sketched in the dragon for me. The dragon was originally for the front cover, but some seemed to think it was too busy because of the title.

Presented here are the front and back covers for book one, Ekleipsis.

Ekleipsis (Greek, eclipse): Judarius claimed that darkness would one day overcome and destroy all light. The name of that day, he called thus.

Ekleipsis - Free Preview

2007-12-17T10:00:00.001-06:00

As the publication date of Ekleipsis, the first book of the Land of Erde series, approaches, I would like to offer this free downloadable PDF preview. This preview consists of chapter 2, A History of Sorts. I hope that you will enjoy this small taste of the book, and consider reading it in its entirety upon publication. Thank you.

1/11/2008

Or the on-line preview is available here.

Publishing - LuLu

2007-12-15T09:00:00.000-06:00

Searching around on the internet it seemed that almost all of the publishing companies I came across wanted to charge at least a couple of thousand dollars to publish. Granted, you may receive some copies for yourself and some advertisement, but some of us just don’t have that kind of money lying around.

In my search, I came across a company called Lulu, which is a self publishing company. One must realize the cost per book published using the method of self publishing are usually more expensive than the cost of publishing companies. But looking at the percentage of chance to be picked up by a known publishing company, this seemed like the best way to ensure one’s work can be published and made available to a pretty wide audience.

Everything one needs to know concerning having their work published at Lulu is easily accessible from the website. I have found the tutorials and setup to be very easy at Lulu, along with fast, friendly live chat support often available directly from their website. There is no reason to sit around guessing, for either of these can answer your questions.

Just a few tidbits incase you are currently writing a book, or have been considering having your work published.

=> Lulu is virtually free. Unless you would like an ISBN, which is not necessary to sale at Lulu or personally, the only cost is that Lulu suggests that you purchase one copy of your work to check for errors and to make sure it is exactly the way you want it. This ensures that you are happy with your text and cover, and hopefully the purchaser will be also.

=> Lulu has a good number of book templates, layouts and binding types, and I believe does automatically convert your Word document to PDF (but please check for accuracy) upon being uploaded to your project.

=> Lulu has the ability for you to purchase an ISBN and Distribution List (publish by you or by Lulu options) services.

I have published a few other works with Lulu and have been satisfied with their work, so I plan to use them for the publication of my series of the Land of Erde also. Hope this has helped any other authors which desire to see their writings in publication.

Concept

2007-12-12T09:00:00.000-06:00

Welcome to the Land of Erde.

The concept of such a place has been weaving itself through my thoughts since 2006. It is hard to search back that far, but it may have begun to develop after reading and watching Narnia. Not long after came the story of Eragon, which I do not actually remember how it is that I came about such a book, then obviously the movie followed. From there I began to slowly put my thoughts to paper beginning in November 2006.

Though the stories of Narnia and Eragon, and surely others, have sparked my interest to try my hand at writing and to finally complete a fictional book, the concept of the Land of Erde is somewhat different. I will not hide the fact that my books will be highly symbolic concerning Christian themes, maybe even more so than Narnia, but they do not entail traveling from one world to the next nor a lot of talking animals. Even as my books shall have their time placed within a medieval setting, along with a dragon and dark enemies, it is not based around Eragon’s idea of dragon riders and such.

After I began to look into publication ideas, I came across a company called Lulu. Searching through their listings of authors and books, looking for similar story lines, I came across a book entitled Dragon Stone. I contacted the author, which was very helpful and encouraging concerning both information regarding Lulu and writing in general. I ordered the book for two reasons: [1] To see the quality of material and print of the books published by Lulu, and [2] just to read the writings of the author which had taken the time to reply to my questions concerning Lulu, writing, and publishing. I also posted a request To Share Your Book Knowledge, and received more info and encouragement as individuals posted and emailed me directly.

I have dabbled with a few ideas before and have even put them forth to paper, but the thoughts and ink seem to dry up often coming to a halt. Maybe one day I may take a moment to see if such stories still linger within me, but for now the concept of the Land of Erde seems to develop daily within my imagination.

I have enjoyed the beginning of my thoughts of such a story line, and continue to as the concept develops into further books. I am hopeful that others may enjoy my story of the Land of Erde as much as I have enjoyed writing it thus far.

If you are a one who has a concept of a story that you would like to put to paper, I would just like to encourage you to do so. Even the greatest writers had to start somewhere, so why not begin at a time when a story is fresh and developing within your very mind? Even if we never sell millions of copies or become famous, it has been a joy to write nevertheless.

Point of Origin

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Here is a little tidbit concerning the place of origin, namely the Land of Erde.

I can’t seem to recall all which transpired a whole year ago when I began to write book one, but I do remember trying to consider a place for it all to occur. I believe I may have been pondering the ideas of Tolkien and his Middle Earth at the time, but could be wrong.

Using my on-line default dictionary, I found that the word for earth is “die Erde” in German. I believe that it may be pronounced Er’day in German, but for the purpose of my series it is pronounced Erde (rhyming with bird).

And hence we have the Land of Erde.