Part I Scripture from the Past
The tide was once again coming in as Daimeh finished his daily routine of delivering various commodities to the people of Alkoryn, his people. Although his profession was regarded as an important one, he always referred to himself as ‘the delivery boy’. As the grandson of the sovereign, he did not have to work, but he felt a personal obligation to contribute to the economy of his village, Lybas.
Carelessly, he strolled barefoot across the warm sands, a slim, athletic, young man, dressed in loose-fitting, beige clothes, crafted for him by his mother. She was the village tailor and was incredibly talented at her profession. After a day’s work his attire was somewhat in need of a wash; however, this did not worry Daimeh and, feeling quite content, he enjoyed the fresh-smelling sea breeze which tugged and played with his ear length, dark auburn hair.
As he beachcombed, his skimming walk left odd-shaped footprints in the moist sand: a shallow elongated imprint, then a firmly pushed-down one. Daimeh would usually take a relaxing stroll along the Galunda Bay after his work and collect kelp and shells. He had already found a few pieces and placed them in his hip pouch. As he lazily walked, sand stuck to his soles. Suddenly, he felt a jolt of pain from his foot. Daimeh yelped and hastily lifted the offending limb. He hopped on the spot as the sharp pain quickly became a numbing throb. Realising he had stumped his toe on a jutting, solid object, he peered down at the cause of his discomfort and noticed a particularly beautiful shell, washedup by the tide and half-cemented in the sticky sand; a polished pearly husk poking upwards. The pain in his foot was instantly forgotten as he stared at the lovely object before bending to quickly dislodge the large, spindle-shaped shell with agile fingers and hold it in his hand. After brushing away the excess sand, an opalescent, perfectly smooth surface was revealed, adorned with swirling marbled markings. He’ll be very happy with this one, he thought, opening his hip pouch and removing some kelp. He carefully wrapped it around the shell before placing it with the others and continuing on his way…
When he finds a hidden map and a scripture washed up with an unusual body at the Galunda Bay, Daimeh’s idyllic life changes forever. After an autopsy has been conducted, he decides to follow the map
and go on a journey with his aunt to the impassable lands to the north, where it is rumoured a great civilisation lives. In their path are giant worms, mysterious technology and a gargantuan.
When they reach their destination, at first the Amunisari appear very welcoming... But after facing deception, mystery and brutality, Daimeh has to face his final fear... Being alone...
Author: C.J. Gleave has had a passion for writing from a very young age. She has been to three North-East universities and has achieved a degree, a master’s degree and a post-graduate certificate. She lives in Durham, UK.
This second instalment of The Alkoryn Chronicles is set on the dark side of a unique world, otherwise known as the Land of Eternal Stars. It explores rich, diverse cultures, military dictatorship and rebel resistance, as well as self-sustained living. It will be published by Cosmic Egg in November 2017.
Here is a trailer for the second installment: Youtube
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