BLUE SHADOWS FALL- YA Fantasy Feb 3, 2019 22:20:59 GMT -5
Post by ChrystalS on Feb 3, 2019 22:20:59 GMT -5
In her quiet farming village, sixteen-year-old Blue Haven finds it hard to believe that Earth was ravaged by terror only 150 years before. Nothing ever happens here, and she would know—she can see the whiskers on a jackrabbit ten miles out. Not that she can tell anybody. Enhanced senses were the first sign of transformation into one of those Shadow Elves, a race created by the plague that started the terror all those years ago, so she keeps her sight secret. Blue’s dad teaches her the way of the arrow, hatchet, and sawed-off shotgun. But none of that matters, her dreams of the warrior path seem to be falling to the reality of a shovel and a field of corn. With the peace seen in these last generations, are warriors even needed?
When warrior Captain Kaleo witnesses Blue having a vision of a mysterious green-eyed stranger, he confronts her. This threw me off a little. So she has visions on top of better than normal eyesight? Hiding a secret gift of his own, he decides to test her in the ways of the warrior. But, Blue’s uncontrolled sight sidelines her trial and leads them to discover a secret that should have remained hidden: a baby Shadow Elfling. Beautiful, dangerous, and alive, right there in the heart of her own town. The Shadow Elves were legendary architects of death; mutations of infected humans. They were supposed to be long dead and most certainly not able to breed.
The elfling shows Blue through her enhanced eyes that a horde of killer Shadow Elves is amassing, led by his feral mother, and they’re bent on her village’s demise. With the help of her motley band of enhanced (how many ppl are enhanced? More than just Blue and Kaleo?) warriors, Blue discovers that she may have more in common with the elves than she could ever have believed. Blue must choose whether she will obey the law—kill the elfling and fight the incoming horde or attempt to stop the bloodshed by spiriting the elfling away. Of course, the green-eyed stranger from Blue’s vision has ideas of his own.
BLUE SHADOWS FALL is a 118k word YA fantasy that mixes the dark world-building of The Dark Artifices with the quirky wit of A Gentleman's Guide To Vice and Virtue. Per your instructions, I’ve included the first XXXX.
I have a Bachelor’s degree in Fine Arts and am a professional artist. I am a member of SCWBI. When I am not writing, I’m wrangling four independent children in whom I hope to instill a love of all things geek, book-loving, and artsy. Thank you for your time and consideration.
Blink, count to five then blink again.
Right, I was up in the mountains. Up here I didn’t have to remember to blink. Up here I could just be me. I pulled in a long, cleansing breath of fresh morning air as puffy clouds drifted across the pink and purple sky. It was sunrise and we’d only caught a few measly salamanders.
I shook my head, closing my eyes, allowing the momentary dark and constant buzz of insects to clear my mind. The colors and light were spinning, mixing, glowing. Sometimes my eyes were so annoying.
Seven turkeys hobbled into view, taking the bait. Hawk sat up straighter.
Steady. Nice and steady. Breathe in, breathe out. I aimed my arrow at the left eye of one of the fat turkeys. Eighteen large quill feathers, 178 yards away. Easy. Breathe out and-
Turkeys scattered in every direction, feathers flapping, as my brother fell back onto the tall grass, laughing.
“Hawk!” I cried, my arrow flying wide. I spun and swatted him on the shoulder with my bow. Tears streamed down his brown cheeks. A cloud of pollen exploded into the air. The pollen part is a little confusing. Did the brother do something? I shut my eyes at the onslaught.
“Oh, so close!” Hawk howled, wiping away a tear. “You shoulda seen your face!”
I smacked Hawk on his stomach as he rolled. “Hawk! We’ve been out here forever, you elf-brain! I’m done.” I shoved the rest of my weapons around my back and couldn’t help but smile. “That’s the third kill you’ve lost me this week.”
“What?” Hawk teased, “Rackin’ up kills like your some kinda warrior? That’s my job.”
“Oh, right,” I razzed as we gathered up our hunting gear. “I forgot, oh mighty warrior, what is it you do again? When was the last Shadow Elf you killed? Like a hundred years ago?”
“You never know, there could be an angry boot or soup can out there,” Hawk said, then his eyes flicked over to mine. “But seriously, you’ve never seen anythin’ out there, right?”
That was the real question and a rare slice of vulnerability I caught in his hazel eyes. I ran up here to the top of Grandfather Rock every morning. It was one of the many mountains that wrapped around our small village of New Haven and Grandfather Rock was my special place. But Hawk didn’t ask me about what I saw out there beyond the wall because of my fondness for the mountains. He asked because he was about to go across the wall for the first time and I could see things no one else could. He asked because of my annoying gift.
“I have never, in my life, seen any living thang thing? outside our walls,” I said solemnly. “Well, except for a bunch of animals, but no humans, no elves. Nothin’ dangerous.”
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