Lugal the Cabal reads the winds and thoughts. Sargon the Gladius controls fire and the armies of the Lord of Shadow. Lugal the Cabal has knowledge of herbs and uses them for evil. These three with their cohorts will face the three and three sworn to the Mistress of the Moons.
Editorial Review: Janet Lane Walters has written a story that will take you to another time and place. She gives vivid descriptions of her characters and their role in this story. Ms. Walters has constructed a civilization so real that you will feel its very existence. A place where men rule women as chattel for their sexual needs, and three evil rulers who drain their bodies of their very essence for spells and to gain power. There is betrayal and treachery inside of plots, as each priest plans to rule alone. Ashiera, Egeria, and Dian are bound to the spirits of the ones who came before them. They discover a truth that will astound them, and have them doubting their chosen path. They will experience a love that is forbidden and discover that two stand together better than one. I could feel the emotional struggle between love and destiny, described so passionately by the author. I hope Ms. Walters plans to continue this story. I could feel that this is just the beginning of this tale. Janet Walters book, Moon Bright, Moon Dark will go on my keeper shelf, beside such authors as Charlotte Boyett-Compo and Nancy Gideon. I give this story Five Hearts and recommend it highly. Enjoy!
“Ashiera,” Sieper
whispered.
She stared. “Who is
Ashiera?”
“You are and you are
mine.”
As though a black
curtain had been torn, her expression changed. “No.” She backed away.
He went to her.
“What do you remember?”
Her eyes reflected
myriad emotions. “Dying, yet I live. Heated winds searing my head. Falling into
darkness. I am Ashiera, but I don’t remember taking vows with you.”
“Much has changed in
Keltoi. The Lord of Shadows has placed his shroud over the people. The Mistress
and her servants are gone.”
“Gone! Who protects
the land and makes sure the seasons follow their proper courses?” She bowed her
head. “Once I sat on the seat of judgment. Once I knew the lore and the
legends. I solved disputes and made prophecies for those who asked for sight.”
He caressed her
shoulders in an attempt to leach the tension from her taut muscles. “Those days
are no more.”
She looked up. “All
is gone.”
His thumbs brushed
her cheeks. “Alas, ‘tis the truth. Since you are now aware, I can’t leave you
in Zandara. You must come with me, for you are mine.”
His words frightened
her. She couldn’t be a prisoner. Though his blue-green eyes were kind, she
couldn’t sail with him. There was a place she must find and she couldn’t let
anyone stop her. Yet, she wished she could remain with him.
She touched his face
and explored the rugged features. She ran her hands through the honey-hued hair
that brushed his broad shoulders. He was a man she could love forever, but the
compulsion to flee his tender care grew unbearable. Her muscles tensed for
flight.
His arms closed
around her like a cage. “Sail with me.”
She struggled to
free herself from his embrace. She couldn’t. She had to leave.
A voice sounded in
her head. Come! Now!
Ashiera grabbed a
heavy crystal salt cellar and smashed it against his head. He staggered and
fell, pulling her atop him. Until she caught her breath, she listened to the
steady beat of his heart. He groaned. She jumped to her feet. As she raced
across the garden to the gate, she pulled clothes from the line.
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6 comments:
Sounds interesting. Thanks for sharing.
She morphed from confused to clear-headed in a nanosecond - well done!
Did not expect her to do that!
Prefect.
What on earth made her bolt like that? An action she may regret? Thanks for sharing. Good job.
Wow, Janet.... very intense scene.
I wouldn't want to be him at this moment. Ouch!
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