- Location
- Brittany, France
- Pronouns
- He/Him
I dreamed of dead cities, vast monuments of stone rising over graceful canals that stretched across the water.
I dreamed of blood pouring down the stairs of pyramids and supplications to fierce and hungry gods.
I dreamed of endless fields of maize, and of catching fish in my claws.
I dreamed of the endless dark between the stars, cold and white and dim.
I dreamed of my mistress who had nails of flint.
I dreamed of weapons that hurled fire and screaming metal.
I dreamed of horses, and the demons that rode hem.
And when I dreamed no more, I stood from my bed and looked outside my window. I saw towers of steel and glass taller than my pyramids had ever been. I saw lightning caught in copper wires feeding heatless fires to light the nights.
And I knew that world, like my own world before, was soon coming to an end.
I'd watch and wait.
Welcome to the Twilight Age.
***
In 2014 I started my first long-form writing projects, a novel draft then titled The Twilight Age. I had written fiction previously, but this was my first dedicated attempt at writing a novel-length work that didn't fizzle out after two chapters. I kept working on it on and off over the next two years, until in 2016 I finally put the final period on the final page (and then promptly had to go back to edit a whole bunch of stuff in previous chapters, and later add in a new one). It was quite an experience, and while I've thought about what to do with it since then, until I decided to publish it online on a WordPress blog, with a new title that avoids unfortunate references to a well-known work of urban fantasy. I have a fondness for this story, even if today I've improved as a writer and feel I can do better than this, and so wouldn't try to get it past a publisher. So there it is on the Internet, being published as a serial - one chapter every week, two already published.
Should the Sun not Rise is a urban fantasy novel with aspects of detective fiction. Malinalli is an ancient supernatural creature, a monster once feared in the Aztec Empire and forgotten in the modern day. She whiles away the day waiting for the soon-coming time when human surveillance technology becomes so overwhelming that the supernatural world can no longer remain hidden. Largely against her will, she finds herself thrust into a murder case that could make that day come sooner rather than later. On the way she meets a bevy of weird supernatural critters, and fights a few of them, because Malinalli is not the best talker. She has other skills to make up for it.
You can read Should the Sun not Rise here.
I intend to update this thread with each new update. If I do find readers and they want to discuss the story here, that's good too!
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