Trizzy’s Creature Compendium #2: Phoena and Kahimé

Welcome to Trizzy’s Creature Compendium! I like to write about all the magical creatures I have made up in my lifetime. Though I wish I was, I am not a physical artist and thus I do not have pictures to add to these posts. Regardless, I hope these entries inspire fellow fantasy writers.

Phoena and Kahimé

Basic information

Category: Legendary
Intelligence: Positive
Power: Magical, weaponry
Size: Average and large
Habitat: Lava cavern

Phoena and Kahimé are two beings who are bonded in more than heart and soul. Phoena, who is the true emperor of the land, is the embodiment of fire. He is a large, ancient phoenix who reigns embers. Kahimé is a human girl, who, through a link with Phoena, can use his magic. The two share a life force and even a location beyond spacetime where the two can converse over long distances. When one closes their eyes, they see the other. Not only fused in heart and soul, the two can even transcend their physical bodies and merge. The result of this is a fire-engulfed humanoid whose arms mirror the fiery wings of Phoena, with seven fiery tails trailing behind and even Phoena’s head and neck extended from Kahimé’s own head.

Status

Phoena functions as the true emperor of the kingdom, despite the existence of a king and queen. Kahimé is the princess of this kingdom as well as the link between Pheona and mankind.

Origin

In order to save her people, a young woman made a deal with the ancient phoenix called Phoena. He would no longer harm humanity, if in return a link would come into existence between mankind and himself. The young woman accepted his proposal. Her bravery and solution earned her the love and affection of the young king. The second child of this pair, the girl Kahimé, was the link that Phoena had envisioned. Only the girl’s mother and Phoena knew of the deal that had been made; leaving the girl to find her way alone in a turbulent household and a turbulent state of existence. Eventually, she became aware of Phoena and physically found her way to him; sheltering herself in his warm embrace.

Appearances

Phoena is an enormous phoenix with a wingspan that towers above average buildings. A red-hot beak and red-hot talons are the least of anyone’s worries. Embers rain from his majestic form while seven tails trail behind him. Phoena is a sun in every sky.

Kahimé is a fair young lass with light skin, eyes like embers and ash-colored hair. When using her fiery abilities, her hair turns from ash to a cascade of flame and her skin glows with the heat that dwells within her.

Otherwise, the two merge into a creature that has never been seen in the world before; making the pair of them legendary.

Personalities

Phoena, being the majestic and ancient creature he is, is wise and stubborn as he has held to his habits for countless years. Despite all of this, he has a strong heart and cares greatly for both Kahimé and the well-being of the kingdom over which he is the true emperor. When the young prince, who is also Kahimé’s brother attempts to take the crown after both their parents passed, Phoena and Kahimé protest against this. Phoena feels that he, as the true emperor is the one who ought to crown any successors.

Kahimé is a lass who always attempts to be kind, since that is something her mother is trying to make her learn. During her youth however, she uncommonly met others and remained sheltered by her family. Her bond with her brother was strong, until turbulent days struck and tore the family apart. Otherwise, Kahimé always struggled with her powers of fire since no one was willing or able to explain them to her. Due to fear of rejection, Kahimé tried to hide her fiery side. Only once did she display it to her brother through sheer luck and an accident.

The bond between Kahimé and Phoena is strong enough that the two share in emotions and are reluctant to leave each other’s side at any time. What one is passionate about, the other is too.

World involvement

Before the king and queen established their family, the bravest of the land tried to defeat the phoenix but never found success. The treaty between the queen and the phoenix solved the problem, even though the queen revealed nothing of it to her family. Often either regretful or unsure of her choice, the queen kept a distance between herself and her daughter; silently aware of the girl’s connection to the ancient phoenix.

Until a war changes the balance of the young kingdom and its position, Phoena remains in his mountain home; a cavern with lava floors where he slumbers; watching Kahimé through her own eyes and visiting her in her dreams. Eventually she comes to him and he rises from the pit of lava to meet her in his full glory.

Power spectrum

Both Phoena and Kahimé are immensely powerful on their own. The phoenix’s flight rains embers on those below. His form alone sends immense heat into the air around him; making persons in metal armor rather uncomfortable. He can use his wings and his tails to touch things to set them on fire or he uses his talons or claws to attack.

Kahimé was schooled in the art of swordsmanship as a girl. Often times, she will set fire to her sword and use it to slash at persons to burn them. She also casts fire with her hands and body. Her touch will harm persons in general, if she uses her fiery powers.

Combined, the two emphasize each other’s powers and work in perfect unison. Their touch melts objects and leaves the ground in ashes. A flick of the wings sends balls of fire forward and Kahimé’s sword becomes ever more dangerous; the flames of it slashing about of their own accord. As a merged being, the two can fly over armies and send down scorching heat, fireballs and Kahimé’s extended sword; causing destruction wherever they desire. The two have also been known to dive into crowds to set everything in their wake on fire; rising from their own ashes immediately after.

Few things, other than other magical deities can hurt either, let alone their combined might.

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Writing the Rules

The judicial system, the laws of physics, the limitations of magic and other laws are all ones to consider when you write speculative fiction. Not only must you decide the laws of your own world and universe, you must ensure characters abide by them and that these characters understand them or grow to understand them. It can be an arduous process but it is a necessary one.

Decide the rules

First, you need to decide the rules. Can spaceships surpass the speed of light? Can magic be used to revive the dead? Do the molecules in the universe work the same way as on Earth?

In my own preferred genre, fantasy, the rules of magic differ per story I write. Not only are there rules for casting the magical spells or using magical items, there are also limitations that are either dependent on a person’s own strength or on the items they use or the experience they have. Decide this for your own world.

Point it out

Next, you need to point it out. Early on in your story, you need to make your audience aware of the magic in your world or the sci-fi technology that can be used. Give a brief introduction that gives the reader a reasonable understanding of what these features can do and what they can not.

Make it matter

Obviously enough, make sure the principles you put into place actually matter. Perhaps the magic faded in your current world so that other challenges exist now but then bring it back at one point so it actually matters that it ever existed. A spaceship can break but implement its existence somewhere so it still matters. This goes for every aspect of your story you decide to implement; make it matter.

Explain it; all or nothing

Personally, I am someone who will explicitly explain what a character does to summon magical powers during the start of a story. I will implement their thoughts, their emotions, their focus, their movements and even their breathing. Why? Because I want to explain the how of the magic in my world. How do people summon it? How do character use it? How do characters control it? How do characters experience it? I like to put in as much detail about this as is humanly possible.

However, that is one of two options when working with magic or speculative technologies. Either you explain everything to the best of your ability (in which case; make sure you understand it yourself through and through) or explain nothing. Yes, I am aware that there are halfway points where you could leave it at, but that is likely very unsatisfying. People are curious by nature. If you are going to explain something to them, give them all the details or they will feel like you are either holding something back or are not sure of the situation yourself.

The option where you explain nothing is also fine. Simply make the features matter and leave it at that. Drive the story forward and distract the audience by the amazing things your world’s features can do. That too is thrilling.

Choose what works for you, for your writing style and for your world.

Play with it

Now I know I have put strict rules up here, but that does not mean you can no longer be creative with it. Surprise yourself, your readers and even your characters by allowing them to implement the magic or technology in unexpected ways. Or, use it for mundane things (invisible umbrellas to ward off rain) to give the magic an overwhelming existence.

I hope this helps or inspires.

Write on, my fellow creatives!

May destiny be kind to you.

Trizzy’s Creature Compendium #1: Warrior Wolves

Welcome to Trizzy’s Creature Compendium! I like to write about all the magical creatures I have made up in my lifetime. Though I wish I was, I am not a physical artist and thus I do not have pictures to add to these posts. Regardless, I hope these entries inspire fellow fantasy writers.


Warrior Wolves

Basic information

Category: Humanoid shapeshifters
Intelligence: Positive
Power: Magical, physical
Size: Average
Habitat: Cities, foriests

Assisted by the power of the wind, water or fire, these beautiful, shapeshifting beings are a link between man and nature. This race takes on the form of either wolves or humans. One of their organs, often the eyes, the heart, a certain bone or a portion of the skin is replaced by a magical  gem-like substance, representative of their sub race.

Sub races

Among Warrior Wolves, there are three sub races:

  • Water Wolves: creatures who bend water and use it to their defense or for healing purposes.
  • Wind wolves: creatures who push wind in order to create protective weaves or to enhance their running speed or jumping height.
  • Ember wolves: creatures who are able to heat oxygen in the air to set it or objects aflame.

After the end of the war of a thousand years prior, these three races remained. Before it, four others existed; wolves controlling earth, wolves controlling ice, wolves controlling lightning and wolves controlling sound. All of these were killed during the war.

Origin

During a time—approximately a millennium before the ‘now’ of the story where these creatures are featured—a woman obtained enormous powers. These powers allowed her to bend the laws of physics and nature. Using powers of earth, alchemy and water, she created the bodies of wolves. Using the power of spirit, she drew souls from a sacred realm that would inhabit the bodies of her creations. Of the seven races created, but three survive.

Legends also mention that this powerful woman shattered one of the three moons to use its shards to create these wolves. The world where these animals exists, does indeed only have two moons left. Whether once a third existed and it was shattered, is but a legend and remains to be proven.

Appearances

These humanoid beasts are the holders of two forms; a human and a wolf. As a beast, the creatures are covered in a rough coat resembling the hair upon their heads when in human form. The creatures are commonly the same size as ‘natural’ wolves or a little larger. The eyes of these beings are equal when in wolf form or human form. As humans, these people are known to be graceful and quite beautiful. The agility of their wolf side remains when they become humans. Some Warrior Wolves use emblems or jewelry, even while in human form. Other features of clothing are transformed through alchemy and blended into the elements coat or bones.

Generalized personality

Of course, each Warrior Wolf is a specimen of its own, though there are some shared traits among the race and sub races. The majority of the race is loyal in nature. They also have very devoted minds when needed; if something catches their attention, they rarely stray from this point. Warriors are generally brave and have a fighting spirit; whether for ethical means or less ethical means.

The Water Wolves are generally gentler in nature than the other races. They can be very nurturing to others and the world around them. They generally have an attraction towards ‘pretty’ things as well. Structure makes sense to them, because the movement of water is also in accordance with patterns and the construction and arrangement of certain molecules.

Wind Wolves are usually grand leaders. They can easily weave their wind to create grand displays or even whistling sounds. They enjoy travel and the traversal of land and experiences. They tend to be protective of those around them.

Ember Warriors are understandably fierce but can also be very calm, warm company. They are very genuine when devoted to others or to causes. Ember Wolves are also highly independent; neither minding to be alone nor having difficulty with it. Regardless of this, they also value likeminded creatures.

Society

Each sub race of Warrior Wolves is under the leadership of a king or queen who also acts as an alpha of a pack. Kingship means that a certain Warrior Wolf is the ruler of an entire sub race. Mere alpha status means that a certain Warrior Wolf can lead a collection of others; perhaps a military operation in a city or a rogue band. The position of these animals is highly regarded among their own race.

The kingship or alpha status is usually passed on to the young of a former ruler. Retirement is uncommon among Warriors and therefore, only death undoes them of their status. Usually in collaboration with family members, a new king, queen or alpha is chosen.

Warrior Wolves are keen on family and will usually choose mates when they are young adults. As they are fiercely loyal, Warrior Wolves usually stay with this mate for the rest of their life. Quite often, wolves from sub races mingle; creating genetically diverse offspring.

World involvement

As these beasts were created by the sheer will and magic of one single person, they are considered unnatural in nature. Regardless of this, they have integrated into the mechanics of the world. Though they were originally created as a military force, the animals have obtained free will through the generations and after the death of their creator. Many have joined military operations; packs have their own factions in the military. Some are scouts or spies while many are soldiers, too.

Others have taken up occupations or prefer their wilder sides and reside near the woods. Medical practices are also likely for this race; especially among Water Wolves. Using their water powers, these beings can manipulate the portion of a person’s blood that is liquid and so can stop bleeding temporarily. This makes these animals reliable nurses and doctors.

Not all wolves choose alignments of good, however. Many small bands of rogue wolves hunt and steal to earn a living. Mercenary work attracts a select few as well yet many of the Warrior Wolves remember stories of their ancestors and would rather devote themselves to honest work.

Environment of origin

These wolves are descendants of beings created from nothing, whose souls were stolen from a sacred realm. Therefore, they do not truly have a location of origin. What can be stated is that their souls originated in the Spirit Realm (or; the Realm) and that their bodies were created in a castle in the center of the world (in Imbiria, Cavant).

Power Spectrum

Warrior Wolves are considered powerful; by both fighters and commoners. They are spoken of in legends and stories. Because these beings are skilled as wolves, as magic users and as coordinators with other Warriors, they are fearsome foes. Few common soldiers even dare to face one alone, let alone a pair. Many of the wolves use their magic to enhance their physical power or use it for ranged attacks, making them skilled both in close combat or ranged combat. Additionally, these wolves have the minds of humans, the muscles of wolves as well as the senses of wolves; giving them grand advantages in nearly any field.

Magic-canceling items are the only thing that can truly threaten a Warrior Wolf since it can pierce through their magical weaves and hurt them. Aside from these, strategy and luck can be used to gain a distraction.

Writing About Cultures & Religion

In my current country of residence, we celebrate Sinterklaas; a children’s holiday at the end of fall that consists of gift-giving and the consumption of sweets. The origins of the holiday trace back to a patron saint of sailors. We also celebrate our ruling king or queen once a year, either on their birthday or a day that has been selected by this ruling party themselves. We also spend an evening handing out candy to children who come to our doors and sing a song and carry decorative lamps.

These holidays are but a small portion of the Dutch culture. Culinary endeavors, dress, language, religion and countless other things compose a culture or subculture. The element of a person’s or country’s culture is so exclusive, that it can be as hard to describe as a personality in itself. Culture is simply so extravagant and defining.

In creative writing, culture is also an important aspect to consider. When writing non-speculatively, it is important to understand that characters might be raised within different (sub)cultures and thus you could place them in different mindsets or even make them completely different in behavior.

In speculative fiction, the leashes are loosed on everything and thus also on culture. High fantasy especially, presents an opportunity to create complete cultures. I have encountered many works that assigned new langues to different races across the world. An example is that elves or dwarves speak different languages. Likewise so, do these races appreciate different values and worship different gods.

I myself have also placed gods in my creative world. The four parts of Nivitera rule over everything that can be seen, touched, felt and experienced. Though all are aware of these deities, not all worship them in the same way. In Hyron, to the northeast, the people have constructed large temples in every city; distinct ones for each portion of the gods. They worship them through prayer and offerings and by performing rituals of cleaning themselves within these temples; a symbol of washing clean their souls to allow divinity to enter. Though no saints or sages sit within the temples, a handful of clerics maintain the temple and offer advice and guidance when needed. Hyrians are likely the most religious. They have also adopted many expressions that include the gods or their respective domains.

In Elumia, a large nation to the west comprised of forest, the people are equally aware of their gods but their worship is otherwise. Rather than worshipping the gods directly and within structures, the people worship when and where they like. At the start of every season, the king or queen of the nation hosts a large party and allows the population to display their skills. During summer, the season of Ni, courageous activities are admired during the celebration. During autumn—the season in accordance with Vi—warriors and other champions display feats of strength. Every season follows the characteristics of the gods. Elumians worship the displays of the gods and their creation rather than the gods themselves.

In Cavant and Tearm, two countries that lay in-between the two nations, the gods are likely present. Tearm, being a small yet thriving nation keeps their worship of the gods to a minimal. The country is quite concerned with technological advances instead. Cavant, with prosperous cities and rather lacking farming communities, allows persons to worship on their own. Like Hyron, the Cavantians have adopted a handful of expressions including the gods yet have done so less exclusively. Many persons also choose not to worship at all in any way.

A grand example of a faithful person in my writing is a young lass named Mana. She hails from Hyron and from a politically respected family. Having always been within the lap of leaders and having felt the need to lead and protect others herself, her self-doubt is strong. Often-times in the story, she enters a temple of Ni to ask him for courage and guidance. Her worship compels her to do things she feels she would not do otherwise. It builds a pillar for her personality to grow around so she can make steps in the world that will change the future of the world forever.

Another example is my protagonist Syllin. She comes by grand powers due to hard training and past events that come to her, seemingly by coincidence. As a result of this and a handful of other twists and turns, she finds herself bound to Vi; the god of strength and power. Though grateful, Syllin devotes nothing of herself to the god for her aid. Instead, Syllin wields whatever greatness is thrust upon her by this goddess. In this way, she is greatly opposite to the faithful Mana.

I’d like to think this creates a good balance in the world and an interesting encounter between the two; one that will surely come as I continue writing.

May destiny be kind to you.

Poem; Would You?

Dear internet inhabitants and search engines,

It has been a while, has it not? Or rather it seems so because of all the holidays that lay in between. But I started out my year well, if you care to know. And on this very day, the 3rd of the new year, I wrote a little poem. It might be the first of the year and it might also be the last. We will see. I hope you shall all enjoy and may destiny once more be kind to you.

Would You?

If I was the moon, drifting among the dark
Would you follow me?
If I was the moon, drifting into dark itself
Would you still follow me?

If I was a star, falling down to earth
Would you come to find me?
If I was a star, fallen into a place of harm
Would you still come to find me?

If I was a flower, blooming during spring
Would you admire me?
If I was a flower, broken and withered
Would you still admire me?

If I was a cloud, white and adrift
Would you welcome me?
If I was a cloud, grey and upsetting
Would you still welcome me?

If I was a flame, a source of gentle warmth
Would you be near me?
If I was a flame, destructive and relentless
Would you still be near me?

If I was an arrow, straight and strong
Would you trust in me?
If I was an arrow, broken and fractured
Would you still trust in me?

If I was the wind, a gentle breeze in summer
Would you listen to me?
If I was the wind, howling at night in winter
Would you still listen to me?

If I was a heart, open to the world
Would you dare love me?
If I was a heart, bleeding crimson drops
Would you still dare love me?

Would you hold, would you keep?
Would you shelter, would you let weep?
Would you warm, would you let sleep?
Would you all these things, if I was less than me?

Reading in my One-Eyed Life

This past October, I wrote a post called ‘One Eyed Life’. In it, I tried to define my disability and the implications and consequences of it on my life; including my energy level. I feel that I should enlight a bit on the fact that I don’t need people to think that I am strong for ‘having endured’. I have endured nothing at all. Plus, I have learned many ways to bypass the little issue. I have discovered a handful of benefits and I have also learned to utilize technology and other innovations. This is my one-eyed life in practice. I would like to note that this is all in regard to how I currently live my life, for if I mentioned all the points in my life that are of interest to this topic, that I could publish it into a book series.

NOTE; I am not a resource for people who are looking for solutions to reading without eyesight or with partial sight. However, this post might offer ideas and insight.

Let us then settle on the topic of books while we’re at it. I enjoy books; the fantasy genre especially. I have two fully stocked bookshelves with both fiction and non-fiction. There are books about fantasy creatures, books about writing and books about the fantasy genre itself. Besides this, I need books in order to study, obviously.

So, let me indulge you in my world of books and reading. First, there is one that is probably fairly popular nowadays; the audio book. I purchase them from audible or get them from listening libraries. However, rather than reading them on my phone or playing them on my computer or tablet, I actually have a device for them. The device is the size of a smartphone and has a multitude of buttons on it. This device is called a Victor Reader Stream. What I can do is copy files to an SD memory card and place the card within this device. The device, at my command, then plays the files for me. The upside of this device is that it has long-lasting battery as well as countless options to adjust your listening preferences such as audio speed and pitch. You can place bookmarks within the book you are reading which you can retrieve later. This function I often use when obtaining audio files of my study books, but more on that later.

I also have a device called a TV magnifier. I’m not sure if that is the correct term for it in English but it is what we call it here. As the name would suggest, it is a screen. This screen (more like a computer screen now that TVs have become enormous objects these days) is positioned over a flat surface below that can be moved around. The screen displays a portion of the surface below; showing a magnified replica. Using this device, I can adjust the color palette (light on dark, dark on light, green on dark, yellow and blue and much more) as well as the contrast brightness. Should there be very light text somewhere, I can increase the contrast brightness so the letters become more distinct. I often read my books about fantasy creatures and such under here so I can also look at the pictures closely.

Now that that’s out of the way; we’ll move on to devices that most of you are more familiar with; computers, tablets and smartphones. The computer, on which I am currently typing, is in no way special, other than that it is mine and is thus full of creative things. Windows has a handful of built-in tools that allow me to fully use the software. I always use the inverted colors; which changes black to white, green to pink and yellow to blue (this is after all RBG coding and not paint or light). I can easily turn it on and off again with a few simple keys so I can still view pictures correctly. Besides this, I use the magnifier tool. This tool allows you to magnify a portion of the screen or the entire screen. I prefer the latter; meaning I only view a small part of the screen at a time (about one-ninth). It takes some practice to work with, as my brothers and friends demonstrate; they are not good at it. Finally, I use a narrator function which reads what is on the screen. It follows your cursor; meaning that if I had it on while typing this, it would read out every word (or even symbol or no words at all, depending on settings). For the educational part of my life, I use digital books. They appear in audio formats, EDU (which is plain text in Word; no pictures or graphs and such included) or PDF. There are other formats but I prefer these. Depending on the subject, I order one or multiple formats. The company Dedicon receives my orders. They convert my books and deliver them to me on a CD. They arrive in my tangible mailbox at my request.

My phone and tablet, both products by Apple, have equal functions as those mentioned above and I often use them. Sometimes when I’m reading other blogs, I will do so on my phone and have the device read it to me. This takes the strain away from my eyes, which saves energy, after all.

Besides these things, proper lightning always helps. I also have a few hand magnifiers. One is a very simple glass one which I use to read my phone with, since often times magnifying makes its surface too small to properly navigate. Using speech functions isn’t very handy when out and about either. Using the magnifier is simply the fastest.

The second handheld magnifier is about the same as the previously mentioned one, but it has the addition of a light within it. I use this one to read short, simple things (instructions on packages of food). The final handheld magnifier is basically a small version of the TV magnifier. It has less functions however and I can not adjust the magnification scale. (My health insurance didn’t want to pay for the ones that allowed for this function. Cheapskates…)

I have attempted using e-books on my iPad but there are many different e-book platforms and thus countless apps. Besides, since I already have an excellent service that provides my school books, I wouldn’t need it for that. Audio books are quite pleasant too and the narrators in those books are much better than any of my speech functions could ever be. Finally, I prefer the feel and smell of actual books. That is why e-books aren’t for me.

What else is there to say? I believe this about sums up my situation on the aspect of reading and books.

I had intended to describe multiple aspects in this post but this one topic already took up plenty of words and symbols, so I’ll leave the other topics for another time and hope they do equally well.

Until then; may destiny be kind to you.

D&D; My character; Loyn Yscalia

Lately (say, the past few months), I have been getting into Dungeons and Dragons; a popular pen-and-paper role playing game that has taken the world by storm probably for more years than I have been alive for. Anyway, a friend of mine mentioned that he wanted to the be the Dungeon Master (the person who makes up the world and story, basically) and myself and my bestie were eager to participate so we jumped on it. Evidently, as a consequence, I/we have been composing our characters. I myself, being a storyteller at heart and an aspiring author, have constructed an elaborate backstory for my character. And for your amusement (and mine) I will write it here. This is the brief version. I have considered writing it into a short story or short novel just for fun.

NOTE: Until further notice, the character my friend plays will be called Yui.

Loyn’s backstory

The story of Loyn Yscalia starts with the story of his Elven mother; Aritima Yscalia. As the daughter of traveling merchants, she saw much of the world and became adventurous in doing so. Her curiosity towards other races that she met made her wise and tolerant; a loving heart developed within her.

One uncertain day, Aritima found that loving heart within the hands of a human man whom she had only briefly encountered within a city where her traveling family stopped for the time. Her natural beauty grasped the man and his otherworldly nature gripped Aritima. Over the span of approximately one week, the two grasped any chance to be with one another; both discovering the meaning of true love.

The pleasantries were torn away when Aritima’s family continued on their journeys. Heartbroken and unwilling to forget him, Aritima felt different than she had before. Shortly after, she discovered that she was with child. Confessing to her parents, they suggested she find a husband so to provide well for her child as well as to allow the unborn baby inheritance.

Though reluctant to follow their suggestion, Aritima’s conscience understood the benefits. Through mere chance, she met lord Ferralyn Affearsc; a young, attractive lord who seemed to have good intentions. After a brief courtship, the two married. Aritima, sensing the love in her new husband’s heart, confessed to the existence of her unborn child and even admitted to the baby being the offspring of a human man. Though shocked, Lord Ferralyn promised her and her child safety within his home.

Upon Loyn’s birth, his stepfather adopted the child in a manner that he was allowed to use the lord’s name for any gains he might need in life yet he was denied the succession and inheritance. As Loyn grew up, and three daughters came after him, he began to notice that he was indeed different from the rest of his family. Openly his mother had explained to him of his father; admitting to Loyn that she had loved the man very much. Yet Loyn knew that his father’s bloodline would cause him to be an outcast within his family.

His stepfather grew ever more cold towards him, as he began to realize that his dear wife did not speak of him in the way that she spoke of Loyn’s father. Still, he remained confident that she would some day grow to love him in the same way. Besides that, she was still rather beautiful and thus pleasant to his eyes and thus he kept her and the child around. He knew that, should he send Loyn away, he would lose his wife as well.

Loyn himself often suffered the scornful remarks and actions of his sisters; the eldest of which seemed to despise him for his very existence; mocking him for being in a place where he should not be. Meanwhile, being bored of his noble life and not being stimulated by studies and other methods that nobility require of their children, Loyn took up the art of the sword. Elves, being skilled masters in the art of swordsmanship, schooled him to near excellence; making him an exceptional product of their making.

Still, Loyn’s stepfather remained resentful and cold. Therefore, Loyn often took the woods; enjoying rides in the forests around his family’s estates. One day, he encountered a young elven spellcaster; alone and on the run. She told him that she was on her own; having ran from an arranged marriage she did not agree with and that she would accept any help he could give her. Empathizing with the elven caster, Loyn offered her refuge at his family’s home for any amount of days she required.

While she remained with his family, she told him of herself. Her name was Yui and she had been raised in lands far from civilization. An arranged marriage for peace between tribes had thrown her life into turmoil however and she had decided to flee. Loyn recognized that, she, like him, was an outcast of her own family.

Upon the day Yui decided to depart and continue her search for fortune elsewhere, Loyn decided to join the elf. He decided that, in coming with her and protecting her with his blades, he gained a purpose in life. After saying his farewells to his mother, Loyn gathered what few belongings he valued and departed into the forest beyond the Affearsc mansion; forever heading forward and never looking back. Since then, he has embarked on his journey with Yui; protecting her and accompanying her and in doing so, finally feeling valued.

Nowadays, if not necessary to be done otherwise, Loyn identifies himself with his mother’s name of Yscalia. She was, after all, the only one who ever loved him until Yui set him free.

The Story That Might Start It All

Earlier tonight, I read a blog post by one of my favorite bloggers. He seems to know what he’s talking about and he talks about said things with a lot of decency and respect, which I appreciate since it seems so rare (many people just seem to spew words onto the internet without a care).

Although it was not the moral of the particular post, what I remember most from it is that series are not the way to start for ‘entering writers’. Trying to make a name for yourself with a series is unlikely since readers might not want to commit to you. I don’t completely understand that myself since I have picked up a series now and then from people who were then starting writers (granted they were successful afterwards).

Yet the rational side of me understands. The world is abundant with books and movies and other sources of entertainment and material to read. Why would a reader sit down and read three or four of your books? Or why would they attempt to read one by someone they do not know and risk not enjoying it? Or, perhaps they are not willing to pick it up at all since they are not sure of your writing? Perhaps they are not ready to be loyal and wait for that next book to arrive. Perhaps all of the above occur. I can understand.

In conclusion to that post, I made a decision which later I retracted. I tried to write about that decision and it hurt my heart to its depths so I could not commit to it.

I had decided to put Nivitera’s Promise on hold so I could write a novel on its own first so I could try to make a name using that novel. But I could not do that to my own beating heart and I also decided that I would be an enormous phony in doing so.

Why step away from a project that has my heart to come up with something that does not have a single emotion? Why subtract my attention from something that haunts my mind every day? Why abandon, even if for a while, characters that yearn to be heard and to be experienced? Why give all that up to write something I don’t truly want to write? Why write if my heart isn’t in it? A reader would be able to tell, even if I ended up enjoying that story, that I am only using it to find an audience.

So instead I am back where I started but with new-found motivation hat I had lost last month. Nivitera’s Promise is my greatest love; my darling, my dearest. And until it is fully on paper and to my satisfaction, it will not be left alone. And even when written, I will fight for it to earn a place on shelves across the English-speaking nations so it finds its way into the hands of those who it will make smile, laugh and perhaps cry.

This is a story I believe in. This is a story I love. This is a story that has my heart; completely. This is a story that is as close to me as my every other thought. This story is apart of my own beating heart. This is a story that I feel is worth writing. This is a story worth fighting for and thus that is what I will do. Perhaps one day, I can be one of those people who says, “I was told not to start off with a series, but look at me now!” Perhaps it’ll make my dreams come true by being my dreams itself.

May destiny be kind to you.

PS: For any fellow fantasy writers, I highly suggest checking out the blog mentioned; Fantasy Author’s Handbook.

Our Faith: Energies

During April of this year, I wrote a post about our faith; something that I, my friend and many others believe. In that post, I described four principles that we try to live by. They pertain to kindness, gentleness, honesty and openness. These should lead to a prosperous and successful life. In this post however, I want to talk about the three energies that we believe people have.

Physical energy

The physical energy is the most obvious one. It is observable in everything you do. As I write, I am using energy to drive my fingers on this keyboard. You are moving your eyes while reading this and your brain is processing it. While this is happening, many processes in your body are at work without you even paying them any heed. These processes use, maintain and produce physical energy with which you can continue doing whatever you fancy doing.

Mental energy

The mental energy is the energy of our thoughts. Science is beginning to understand the power of our minds already and I am sure they are only scratching the surface of how incredibly powerful our brains truly are.

In our faith (and some others as well as in some scientific theories) it is believed that the mind has powers greater than the sum of its parts. It can utilize the law of attraction (pulling to you that which you think of), an ability to transfer energies (transfer motivation, inspiration or positive energy to other persons through visualization), influence our own state (obtain calm through meditation) as well as consciously channel other energies such as that of the soul and the spirit. Besides this, of course, the brain thinks.

Granted, many of these things are reserved for humans, but animals have brains too and they might be able to subconsciously perform some of these acts as well. In the mean time, plants too are able to think albeit differently than we do. Flora has a set of cells that exchange information to decide whether a certain process should be started (such as sprouting from the ground while still a seed). It does this by investigating the environment and then exchanging the information among these cells. I think that is incredible.

(I should probably have looked for the source where I found this. I might do this at a later time if I can be bothered.)

Spiritual energy

It’s hard to compare the other energies to this one since this one is more powerful than the other two put together. Sure, the other two are very important for your survival and your ability to function in general so you’re not a vegetable, but spiritual energy is the driving factor of everything else. It drives the desires of your heart, the values in your mind, your very beliefs and other properties that do not pertain to physical bodies. It lets you perceive things about the world if you are able to consciously tap into it. This utilization of the spiritual energy is commonly known as psychic; not to be mistaken with the term ‘clairvoyant’ (only pertains to seeing certain things). Psychics can use all senses or a selection of senses to observe the metaphysical world. Psychics observe the spiritual energies within the world; the souls of the dead and the energies around the living. This creates a whole new experience.

For those who can tap into the pool of spiritual energies, another world opens up to them. Not only does another dimension appear to them, but many can utilize other abilities as well. Abilities vary per person so the list of capabilities is nearly endless. Possibilities include; spiritual healing, mediating with (non)physical spirits, observing auras and foretelling the future or retrieving the past. If this sounds like a supernatural novel in waiting, it might as well be, but is also is my reality. I myself too have honed a few of these ‘skills’ but what they might mean for you, my dear reader, is only for a few psychics to foresee.

May destiny be kind to you.

A Heartfelt Post

NaNoWriMo is drawing to a steady close. I myself managed to win it on the 20th, which was also the day winning started. With another handful of quickly written words, I managed to surpass the 50k just before midnight; it was minutes away.

Unfortunately, I haven’t written a single creative word since. My discipline plummeted and along with it went my self-confidence. “My writing isn’t good.” the voice in my head said. “Why do you even keep doing this? It’s a waste of time. It’s not even good what you’re putting down.” Sadly, I listened to the voice.

All my fingernails got chewed away due to the stress and uncertainty that dwelled in me. These feelings are very unpleasant, I assure you. They came coupled with my inability to focus lately. Though often times creative endeavors were free from that wretched situation, now my writing is subject to it too. I can not concentrate in class unless I highly focus; which drains me completely. Even so, I still drift into thought very easily and without my own consent. It just… happens. Sadly, my writing now endures the same fate. The only relief here is that I still believe in the story itself, just not so much in my ability to write it.

Trying to find amusement is hard too. What little joys I retrieve are usually listening to audiobooks. I doubt I could keep my attention on a physical book and such an activity also exhausts me. So instead I curl up with a gorgeous fantasy book. It also gives me an excuse to hide in my home and to feel as if I am not present within the cruel world of today.

Now and then I become fearful of this world and what exists in it. Thinking about the cruelty within makes me sad and random or not-so-random events frighten me to the point of losing a large portion of my control. Anxiety, maybe? I haven’t gone to a doctor to talk about it since then the word would be out and it is not something I am proud of; likely understandably so.

I am also not a big fan of the season. It is getting cold and darkness is upon us at half past four, which is very early. Often times when I depart from school, I find myself enveloped in darkness with an interval of golden light now and then. It is not a pleasant sensation to be within the cloak of night but the year forces it upon me. It is also very cold so I don’t like to be out.

Without trying to worry too much, I have decided to throw myself head first into my schoolwork. If I can succeed there, then that is a form of proof to myself that there is worth in what I do—albeit worth to my own person and not to anyone else. But truly, that is the best kind of worthiness to obtain. And after all, I am the Trist who is Worthy so I ought to succeed.

Currently, I am a second-year student of International Business Management. Luckily, I still enjoy it a lot even though there are a few worries that dwindle within the depths of my mind; suppressed by more urgent matters. I am trying to uphold the mask of contentment and joy that I have always had and it is luckily not too hard because I don’t want to burden anyone with, well, with me. So that gives me enough of an excuse to smile to the world. Indeed, I will smile to fool even myself. For sometimes, hope is in giving yourself a delusion to follow. So why should not I follow such a thing?

Beyond the shallow depths of this delusion, there is the true me; with feelings and thoughts unspoken. I hint at them sometimes to a very select few friends. Luckily, I have gained the knowledge that they are steadfast in staying at my side and I appreciate that beyond what words can say. So for them; I can try to be better, if not for myself.

I know this is not the kind of posts I usually write but if not anywhere else, this is my place. I can be here what I wish to be; myself or a masked version of myself. So here I will lay down my heart for once and hope that it might remind other people that being flawed is normal. I am highly flawed as well. I have problems. I endure stressful situation. I am afraid of things. I can feel sad. I can feel lonely. And it is because I, like you, am human and it is normal to feel this way. Acknowledge it and try to grow. My heart goes out to those of you who are enduring situations of your own. Love is the ultimate weapon in life and even the most lonely can find it somewhere; from people and from one self.

Be strong and may destiny be kind to you.