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Showing posts with label Biblical. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Biblical. Show all posts

Wednesday, October 29, 2014

CONCEIVED IN HIS NAME: SHADOW GENESIS: INCEPTION EXCERPT [Revised]

"I wanted Shadow Genesis to have a bit of a 'Beginning Feel' as to how the realm of Shadara, originally Shadowrealm in the first novel, was created. Being one raised under multiple spiritual and religious beliefs, I turned to Genesis I for inspiration. I am spiritual by default, but I also respect others sense of faith."




Sometime back (this old blog post) I revealed the prologue to 'Shadow Genesis: Inception' as a means to further explain my aim to relate the title and its events with the creation of Shadara itself and what is to come through the series. Pulling from the 'Greatest Book of all books', I discovered how much my work clicks with Genesis I in the bible, and how the creator brought our world into existence. What better way than telling the world through others?

Take Elder Scrolls for example. In game books provide various lore written by other entities in the world of Nirn for the player to discover and immerse themselves in. The player gets a better feel for the Elder Scrolls universe and its 'life'... catch my drift without further gamer elaboration?

Without further explanation, check out my newly revised opening to Inception. I took the 'Prologue' tag off (after much contemplation and advice from others) and made it an nice excerpt written by one of Shadara's inhabitants.



Conceived in His Name

From Darkness to light, births first twilight. It breaks, shimmers, to scatter endless brilliance. To conceive twilight’s dark, the infinite of stars. Betwixt its cradle luster, our home is born.
By breath of its maker, who roams still its watery wake, he deems his creation forever in essence, to live endless amidst its cradle of stars.
He blankets the night sky with Eos veil, and from his finger, the light of Luna. The maker saw his work with please, and he divides Luna from eternal night. Where night stirs beneath Luna’s spark, darkness stirs even, while Luna’s light breaks darkness to dawn.
The maker deems this so with please, then parts its watery seas, and within its airy gap arise land. The maker molds and erects this land; its waters recede and gather. Now land exists with sea, and the maker is pleased. He waves his hand across barren land, sprout from voiceless call. In comes the flora of life.
Our home sprouts vegetation, from the smallest of plants to the greatest of trees. All bestowed by the will of its maker, who steadies his work with please.
Then the maker waves his hand once more, and from flora comes our world’s wilds, creatures of land, sky, and sea. The maker saw this with please, but his creation respires incomplete.
From the core of his being, the maker’s flesh, the essence of life, is harvest. He waves his hand once more, and the flesh of his being seeds our home. Flesh becomes sentient, and with the wild and its creatures lives the first of his image. The maker saw this with please, and so the firsts shall rule over all creatures of land, sky, and sea.
The firsts shall soften our home with great diversity, to swell great and plenty. As the maker saw this too with please, he brings forth his last creations, the heart of the world, and its kin.
From the realm’s heart surface the true kind, kindred of the crux and overseers of our home and all that is existing. He gives them a name, “Elementai,” and all of the names of the firsts who now roam. He names our world’s crux after his own, and all that is edible theirs to consume.
Then the maker said to them. “I, Umbra Divinius of Dark, give you the world, the beloved nightrealm of Shadara, made in my image, and forever in darks twilight. Embrace its creation, and rule its eternal course. Know its creatures, the mass of Shadaran kind, and guard its crux that beats beneath its earth, for it is the reason of your existence, the life core of all that is my creation. Know the passage of time, guided by night’s Luna, and all its periods and recess.”
The elementai and the firsts of Shadaran kind follow his words, and with the last of his breath, he ignites the world. From the center of its core light rises and lives. Kindling every plant, stone, and creature of chosen.
The realm of Shadara illumes with life, as light and dark lives in harmony. The maker saw his creation complete, while into the twilight’s dark he ebbs with please.


-Ty’Ka Tikhal
(Shadara’s Genesis: First Creed)





Though Shadow Genesis Volume One: Preludes of War is out... and been out since 2010, I still suggest checking it out, as well as staying up to date on the coming of its reboot. I have been taking a good break before working on its 3rd draft while also checking out different publishing options both traditional and indie. Leaning forward towards Book Baby for that one, but then there is this interesting site called JukePop I have discovered through a fellow author name Joan Albright. I recommend checking her out!


And now I go back to note taking without OneNote, working with Evernote, and getting my gamer fix on... among other things.


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Monday, June 30, 2014

SHADOW GENESIS: INCEPTION | PROLOGUE (Preview)



Shadow Genesis: Inception

Prologue (Preview)




This prologue has been rewritten several times since the original prelude in my current novel. Being this is a 'Reboot', I wanted the prologue to sound scriptural. My family is a mix religion sort. Not everyone is on the same page with religion as a whole, but we all respect one another’s beliefs. From Christianity to Islam, this big family tree of trees of mine is very diversified. Me being a spiritual sort, is open to a wide range of religious and spiritual beliefs, because I was taught not to judge others and respect all (respect begets respect ultimately).

When writing this prologue, my idea is to implement a scripture from an actual ‘biblical’ tome (re-reading Genesis 1 for an idea) in the universe said story lives within. I am still developing the references of said passage and the one responsible for that excerpt since with this prologue, it is from an ancient book explaining the creation of Shadow Genesis’s world Shadara. Originally Shadow Realm (Shadowrealm for a short time in revisions), the world is very unique thus unlike the usual descriptions of your typical fantasy realm. Not saying that all other works of fiction are boring and typical in world descriptions, for in truth I have learned from those very works. Beating my brain, Shadara is born as I have stripped Shadow Realm from its title. Shadowrealm however is still a secondary name for outsiders.

Back on the prologue below, this is what I have now in second draft. I hope you all enjoy this biblical like creation as it explains how its ‘god’, as well as the first sentient beings to inhabit it conceive Shadara. Call it a glimpse into historical records or something.



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First, there is darkness. Then there is light. The light breaks to a shimmer, scattering its infinite brilliance. Thus birthing twilight’s dark. Inside the cradle of stars, a realm is born. By breath of its maker, roaming still its watery wake, he deems his creation forever in life, to live endlessly in its cradle of stars. So he blankets the night sky with eos veil, and from his finger, the light of Luna. The maker saw his work in please, and he divides Luna from eternal night. Where night is awake beneath Luna’s light, darkness is even, while Luna’s light breaks darkness to dawn.
The maker deems this so with please, then parts its watery seas, and within its airy gap comes land. The maker molds and erects the land; its water recedes and gathers around it. Now land exists with sea, and the maker is pleased. So he waves his hand across barren land, sprouting from voiceless call comes the flora of life. The realm grows with vegetation: from the smallest of plants to the greatest of trees, all bestowed by the will of its maker.
Then the maker waves his hand once more, and from the flora comes the realms wild creatures of land, sky, and sea. The maker saw this with please, but his creation is still incomplete.
From the core of his being, the maker’s flesh of life is harvest. He waves his hand once more, and the flesh of his being spreads across the realm. Flesh becomes sentient and with the wild and its creatures lives the first of his image. The maker saw this with please, and so the firsts will rule over all creatures of land, sky, and sea.
The firsts as design will soften the realm with great diversity and swell in greater number. As the maker saw this too with please, he brings forth his last creations: the heart of the world, and its kin.
From the realm’s heart surface the true kind, kindred of the core and overseers of the entire world and all that is existing. He gives them a name, “Dark Elementai,” and all of the names of the firsts who now roam. He names the world’s core after his own, and all that is edible is theirs to consume.
Then the maker said to them. “I, Umbra Divinius of Dark, give you the world, the beloved nightrealm of Shadara, made in my image, and forever in dark's twilight. Embrace its creation, and rule its eternal course. Know its creatures, the mass of shadaran kind, and guard its crux that beats beneath its earth, for it is the reason of your existence, the life core of all that is my creation. Know the passage of time, guided by night’s Luna, and all its periods and recess.”
The dark elementai and the firsts of shadaran kind follow his words, and with the last of his breath, he ignites the world. From the center of its core light rises and lives. Illuminating within every plant, stone, and creature of chosen. The realm of Shadara illumes with life, as light and dark lives in harmony. The maker saw his creation complete, while into the twilight’s dark he ebbs with please.