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A Prince from the Shadows Blog Tour: Guest Post & Giveaway
A Prince from the Shadows (Heroes and Flame, Blood and Myst, #1)
by J. Curtis Mace
Summary from Goodreads:
A reluctant prince determined to be a better man than his father, the king, has ever been, Jeodyn spent his last year alone in the wild studying the banned art of manipulating the Myst, an act of rebellion but more in remembrance of the old ways. Now, everything he learned and everything he’s ever known about himself will be tested, when he’s called to do what his father should but never will: defend their family.
Noirlok, Lord of the ShadowLands and Father of the Night’s rebellion, knows no man will stand between him and his revenge. He'll either have the love he defeated the heavens and waited an age of the world to reclaim, or he'll destroy the House responsible. Since overcoming a mortal death and taking charge of the dark legion known as Shadorym, he has vowed to see the Blood of Vallyn pay for taking that love, and his life, from him.
When Jeodyn's sister, Jynn, disappears, the fight to defend what they all have at stake begins.
J. Curis Mace Guest Post:
A Brief "History of Erthlynd"
The story of Erthlynd as a story began with Jeodyn, literally. Well, it's kind of a “chicken or the egg” thing. Almost. The story itself came first (noted in another post later in the tour), but once I knew what I had to tell, the characters and the landscape came quickly after. With them, I found the eldest histories of my world, and everything grew from there.
Jeodyn, Leye and Raab were characters from the start, and so was the Incyn Vi'Ari, the spark of life that Jeodyn would ultimately have to defend. This fire was just as much a character in the story as anyone or anything else and is just as powerful, even more so.And once I committed to searching that fire for its meaning, I found the rest of the story of Erthlynd.
In the my original story, it’s loosely inferred that “the Old World” is our world, and that we used it’s every natural resource to no end, until one day that world (Earth) had finally had enough. It revolted against our existence and actually destroyed itself to berid of us.
After the “coming apart of all things,” there was nothing, only lifeless rock existing in a void.
I wanted to create my own theology in Erthlynd too, and what I came up with was the Chronicles of the Indyl. The word “Indyl” is another word for soul in my book; it’s that power of identity inside oneself that makes them who they are and lives on after they die. It’s told in the Chronicles of the Indyl how when one has been a kind and caring person in life, they will leave this world after death and go below the great stone of Erthlynd into the void to burn with the Father. And those who’ve lived dark and wicked lives will be relegated to the heavens to burn as a stars and light the night in retribution for their sins.
When the Old World was broken, all the Indyl of those lives lost went into the sky to pay for what they’d done. So many so that a second Watcher was called to join the first moon in keeping them. And for time unmeasured, theirs was the only light in existence.
While the world remained in darkness and utter absence of life, broken bits of the world that was passed in the space of what remained, circling around a central "void" of energy holding them in place along their axis. Larger pieces of stone took in smaller pieces; these collided with other substantial drifts to form still larger ones, until one main drift (Erthlynd) was formed.
Still, no life existed. Nothing, except wind and stone and light and dark.
Then on the largest open space of the drift to later be known as Erthlynd, a small blue flame appeared. With this flame, the first rains in a countless age fell. With the first drops of rain, the blue fire grew larger and more rains fell, until rivers ran in torrents over the space of the new drift and pooled in lakes where it could.
Another change happened not long after that first. Now raging amid the heavy downpours, the blue flame showed a bit of green, and the first blade of grass since the breaking pierced the ground, another first in the new world. And like the rains affected the blue flame, so the grass and small shrubbery affected the green. Before long, the fire on the plain was a raging inferno of blue and green, and lush, green life was a part of the world again.
Erthlynd was teeming with plants and trees and green things of all kinds. The lush forests were still thickening and rains were still falling to feed them, when the next change happened.
The blue-green fire darkened at its center and took on another color, unmistakably red. This brought about the first blood born life into the new world of Erthlynd. Grubs and worms burrowed into the ground and tilled the earth. Small fish appeared in the wet places of the world, and rodents made their homes its dry corners. All the small creatures appearing in the world gave rise to the red flames in the new Fyres of Creation, the Incyn Vi’Ari. And as the red flames grew larger, so did the creatures being born from it.
Then yet another change happened, one that the maker of such decisions was most likely hesitant to commit. It’s unknown whether this next change was willed to be by some greater force, or if the force of being was great enough to manifest itself all on its own. But for better or worse, it was done.
First, a great wind fanned the flames of the Incyn Vi’Ari and fed them to a fierce height; this brought about the giant creatures of the world, great dragyns and the like. But it brought with them, something else.
Beneath the light of the roaring of the flames, shadows fell. Shadows of the evils life had once forgotten returned, and with them, Man was introduced back into the world.
Born literally from the bellies of beasts, Man’s first generation was birthed and raised by any of the bloodborn with the size to sustain it. Mortal men grew up at the teats of animal mothers, learning the language of feral fathers. But their differences were quickly and easily noticed. The shadow of pride found its way to the hearts of the new two-legged animals, and the darkness of greed wasn’t too long behind it.
Some evils are so dark and so ancient, they never die.
Before their second generation was fully matured, the race of Man had established its idea of dominance over their animal forbears. They no longer hunted each other to survive; man killed animal because he could, and later he did, even for sport. And once the separation from their ancient ties was complete, the war between man and the creatures of Erthlynd had begun.
Survival was one motive of this first war. Dominance was the other, and men eventually looked to the Incyn Vi’Ari to turn the tides in their favor. The race of animals knew better from the start, that nothing was needed at such a price. And they knew what it would cost the world to lose such a power to the greed and destruction of the new race planning to take it.
On the fields of the Genesys Plain, every species of Erthlynd creature assembled to stand against the race of man coming for the Incyn Vi'Ari. When the two sides clashed again on the Plain, the First War of the world was begun.
It ended when the earth revolted again to bend the will of Man to its own.
The First War raged for days, and when it looked like man and animal would simply annihilate each other, the very foundations of Erthlynd intervened. The ground shook beneath the battle and raised up against them. Very quickly, the animal's feral instincts alerted them to the coming destruction, and they fled. Thinking the battle won, the men left standing pushed further onto the Plain, towards the Incyn Vi’Ari, only to be killed by the tumult of raging stone and pitching earth.
The end of the First War marked a beginning to the First Age of Erthlynd, and the world was forever changed.
Where the southern half of Genesys Plain once was, the Genesys Mountains stood afterward. And beneath the highest summit known as Ilsfore’s Peak, the fabled fires of the Incyn Vi’Ari burn unchallenged, safe from man’s misguided influence. For now.
After the War, those of the two races who fought in it were changed too. The men who’d sought to overtake the Incyn Vi’Ari went home to find themselves mutating into the likeness of the animals their fathers were once born from, a likeness altered by hearts of men they could not deny.
Twisted creatures of man and animal known as Du Al’Kynd roamed the dark places of Erthlynd. Some died off in the agony and shame of that they’d become, and some chose to stay hidden from the world to repent for what they’d done. Others embraced the change and paired man’s love for lust with the animal ease of breeding to grow their populations thick and wreak havoc however they can.
The animals that fought that day on the Plain were changed too. They left back into their own corners of Erthlynd to find themselves evolving. At first, they thought it some retribution for failure, when they grew arms and hands with fingers and bendable joints. They thought it a curse, when they first of them learned to speak. But this race of Du Al’Kynds later embraced the change as the gift it was, and they swore to use it as such.
These Du Al'Kynds charged themselves with the protection of the Incyn Vi’Ari. Saerador is the Lord of all DuAl’Kynds who swore the same oath, and he is the start of Jeodyn’s line. Jeodyn is born the Blood of Vallyn, and Vallyn was born from the magical union of Saerador and Aradyl, a Du Al’Kynd man and a mortal woman who each embodied the greatest strengths of their own race. But that’s another story of mythical conception and giving birth to even greater change, one to tell another time...
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