Prologue (published version)A Chapter by R.T. EdwinsThis is the published version of my book Chariots of Heaven's prologue. I posted a draft before, but wanted to update it so people could see how the writing progressed.PROLOGUE: The long halls of the Trident were dark and
shadowy. There was scarcely enough light
for Aeria to see where she was walking, but she knew the way. Every step she
took was surefooted, and the white marble under her feet gleamed in the dim
blue light as she made her way down the long corridor. Although
she was not particularly tall, Aeria was ever the figure of power and strength.
Even the way she walked down the empty corridor in her gleaming silver armor
exhibited her unfaltering will. Each step was firm and filled with intent, never
wavering from her purpose. By all accounts she was quite beautiful, with
piercing blue eyes and short, radiant golden hair. She looked a great deal like
her father, although his hair had lost its golden hue centuries earlier. It was
to him that she was walking, and on this day she had the highest purpose. They
had finally found the crown jewel of the twelve kingdoms, which had been lost
to the heavens over two thousand years before. She, the greatest of Velion’s
children, had rediscovered it. Great pride swelled in her chest as she marched
towards his meditation chamber. She
could finally see the massive, white marble doors at the end of the hall. They were
brighter than the rest of the passage, illuminated by lights recessed in the
ceiling. As she approached the doors, they began to slide silently apart,
disappearing into the walls. Her
drifting thoughts faded as she passed the doors and entered a cavernous room.
This room was much brighter than the corridor leading to it, almost too bright.
It was circular, with high vaulted ceilings and large, rounded pillars that
towered above her. As she
passed the inner row of columns she could see a solitary being sitting in a
large chair on a raised platform in the center of the room. The platform was
surrounded by floating torches flickering with blue flames and high above it,
floating in the air, was a giant rotating gyroscope. The massive brass bands of
the gyro revolved gracefully within each other, emitting only a quiet whooshing sound as she approached her
father. It was no wonder to her that the civilizations they ruled over saw them
as gods. She
climbed the shimmering steps to the first tier of the platform, her armor
clinking quietly with each step. Bending on one knee, she lowered her eyes to
the floor and said, “My lord father.” Velion
opened his eyes and peered down at his daughter with irritation. Curtly he
asked, “Yes? Why have you interrupted my meditation?” Aeria
had expected this reaction, but she knew her purpose was worthy of the
disturbance, and with a grin, she looked up at her father. Standing, she
announced, “My lord father, we have finally found it! We have found Earth.” All
irritation disappeared from Velion’s face and with eagerness he asked, “Are you
certain? I will not be amused if you have made a mistake. Show me!” With her
grin widening, Aeria pulled a small metallic cylinder from within the confines
of her armor. She pressed one of the buttons on the side, and it was
illuminated with a piercing green light. Growing brighter and brighter for a
few moments, the light burst forth into a large holographic projection.
Spinning silently in the air, a blue-green projection of a planet approximately
twenty feet wide hovered above her head. No longer being able to conceal her
excitement, Aeria exclaimed, “See father, I told you I would be the one to find
it!” Velion’s
eyes gleamed in the light of the projection and with great satisfaction, he examined
the artifact before him. He knew that she was right. He knew that they had
finally found what they were looking for; he only hoped it would not be their
undoing… © 2013 R.T. EdwinsAuthor's Note
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Added on April 8, 2013 Last Updated on April 8, 2013 AuthorR.T. EdwinsPlymouth, MNAboutI am currently working as a paralegal in the intellectual property field, but my passion, drive and dream is to become a successful author. I have one novel published and am currently editing my secon.. more..Writing
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