JASHANDAR'S WAKE

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In the Words of Good Living, the holy text by which Amian disciples live their lives, Owndiah promises each of his followers a peace that surpasseth all human understanding. And when Brine the disciple left his homeland and traveled to the desert monastery of Valley Rock to serve Owndiah and to walk in the footsteps of Amontus, he thought that he would obtain this peace.
He is wrong—Dead wrong.
It is only after ten years of trying—and all but giving up on the ineffable goal—that God decides to call. It happens as Brine is reading a mysterious letter from his homeland, feeling the presence of God enveloping him so sweetly, so utterly, that there is no other way to interpret the sensation than as a calling from his Creator. God wants Brine to go home, wants him back in the Kingdom of Jashandar. Could the peace that surpasseth all human understanding actually be there?
Jaysh the woodsman—ardent recluse and current subject in the Kingdom of Jashandar—would have to say yes. For even though Jaysh knows nothing about monasteries or prophets or powerful feelings from his dreams, he knows a lot about peace. He knows it comes from living in the hills and valleys of the kingdom and from keeping the city at bay, from spending his time with a scroungy, little cat-like creature named, Zeph. Or at least he used to know this.
Here of late, Jaysh’s life has been less than peaceful. Ever since Jashandar began waking up, tranquility is hard to come by. There are animals being disfigured, rivers being defiled, that large and voiceless creature peeking at him from the bushes…
Jashandar is a mess.

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Brine

Submitted: July 18, 2012

In the Words of Good Living, the holy text by which Amian disciples live their lives, Owndiah promises each of his followers a peace that surpasseth all human understanding. And when Brine the disciple left his homeland and traveled to the desert monastery of Valley Rock to serve Owndiah and to walk in the footsteps of Amontus, he thought that he would obtain this peace.
He is wrong—Dead wrong.
It is only after ten years of trying—and all but giving up on the ineffable goal—that God decides to call. It happens as Brine is reading a mysterious letter from his homeland, feeling the presence of God enveloping him so sweetly, so utterly, that there is no other way to interpret the sensation than as a calling from his Creator. God wants Brine to go home, wants him back in the Kingdom of Jashandar. Could the peace that surpasseth all human understanding actually be there?
Jaysh the woodsman—ardent recluse and current subject in the Kingdom of Jashandar—would have to say yes. For even though Jaysh knows nothing about monasteries or prophets or powerful feelings from his dreams, he knows a lot about peace. He knows it comes from living in the hills and valleys of the kingdom and from keeping the city at bay, from spending his time with a scroungy, little cat-like creature named, Zeph. Or at least he used to know this.
Here of late, Jaysh’s life has been less than peaceful. Ever since Jashandar began waking up, tranquility is hard to come by. There are animals being disfigured, rivers being defiled, that large and voiceless creature peeking at him from the bushes…
Jashandar is a mess.
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Jaysh

Submitted: July 18, 2012

In the lightless depths of a warm summer night, the woodsman came awake with a start, his whole body jerking with life as h... Read Chapter

Shadow

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As Jaysh walked the banks of the Leresh and surveyed the fields to either side, he remembered a saying he’d once heard th... Read Chapter

Serit

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Serit Branmore, general of the Jashian military, was having trouble of his own, but only a small portion of his trouble inv... Read Chapter

Gariel

Submitted: July 18, 2012

Gariel Morlique pushed open the door to her dirty little hovel, eager to strip off her smoke-laden clothes and wash the spi... Read Chapter

Olymun

Submitted: July 18, 2012

In the blistering, windblown desert of the F’kari, Brother Brine was making tracks of his own. They were slow and pondero... Read Chapter

Iman

Submitted: July 18, 2012

It must have been one of those days for meeting undesirables, because poor Jaysh had one of his own. For him, it happened i... Read Chapter

Zeph

Submitted: July 18, 2012

Jaysh didn’t so much yank back his hand as he threw himself backwards and let his hand follow. After that, he sort of los... Read Chapter

Shepherd Boy

Submitted: July 18, 2012

Jaysh the woodsman wasn’t the only one feeling haunted that evening. On the other end of the Sway, Brother Brine was feel... Read Chapter

Fish Tale

Submitted: July 18, 2012

As the shepherd boy was falling into a deep and much needed slumber on one end of the Sway, the woodsman was coming awake w... Read Chapter

Batterolf

Submitted: July 18, 2012

And dusk it was, or thereabouts. Iman could always tell by the way the sky lost its blue and turned either a charnel gray o... Read Chapter

Arn

Submitted: July 18, 2012

Iman took his hand from his hilt and filled his lungs until bursting. “The attacker,” he said, exhaling slowly and taki... Read Chapter

Samrod

Submitted: July 18, 2012

Due to formatting issues, I have posted the remainder of JASHANDAR'S WAKE on my blog. If you are interested, please go to: http:/... Read Chapter

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