Eurik was found adrift by the san and raised by them. Though he had read much about the outside world, he’d never considered leaving home. Not until his teacher revealed what he had inherited from his parents: a living sword, a sentient blade of rare power . . . and with it, the names of his father and mother.
Reluctant to go, yet curious, Eurik sets out to discover who they were, and what happened to them. But is he ready for all the attention his heritage will earn him? Can he survive in a world he has only read about?
Targeted Age Group:: Young Adults
What Inspired You to Write Your Book?
I'd spent quite some time building this world, its people and their histories. Not the first time I'd done that, but I realized that not only did I have an idea for a character in this world.
I had a complete story in mind for that character. I'd already gained confidence in my writing through posting fanfiction. I decided to try my hand at this original story.
Still, the story and its characters managed to surprise me a lot as I actually wrote it down.
How Did You Come up With Your Characters?
I had vague ideas, the outsider, the young warrior striving for recognition, the vampire just looking to live it up, the experienced fighter indulging her charge, the sword afraid of battle.
But it is the societies that I placed them in that molded them further. That gave them color and life.
Nodding to himself, he spared a glance for the monuments that lined both sides of the road for as far as the eye could see. He could only see a few duplicates, but all contained writing of a similar meaning. Here lies so and so, who did this and that. Remember me. Graves, thousands and thousands of graves, and this wasn’t the only road so adorned.
The san cremated the dead, just like Linesans did, but they spread the ashes out over the fields. They felt no need to commemorate their dead like this.
Eurik supposed he was human in this. He carried around a blade he didn’t know how to use, because it belonged to his parents. He drew Misthell. His eye stared back at him. Strange, he never felt a need to visit a grave that was not there, but Misthell somehow brought them closer. It made him feel connected to them.
“Hey, Eurik, do you blame me for what’s happened?” Misthell asked.
“Why would I?”
“Because they’re going after you to get to me,” the blade explained. “Even that Broken Fang girl was interested in me, though she hasn’t tried to kill you. Yet.”
“I can’t control what other people want, and you can’t either.”
“I suppose you’re right, still . . . I’m feeling a little useless. You’re taking all the risk here and I can’t even help you out. If only I knew what my power is.”
“Hmm, have you ever considered that you might not have a power? Not every living sword has one, you know.”
“No, no, I’m too awesome not to,” Misthell corrected. “I’m going to find out what it is, and then all our problems will go away. They won’t dare to stand against me.”
Eurik fought to hide his smile. “Then I better hurry with learning how to wield a blade. I wouldn’t want to embarrass you while you’re being awesome.”
“Planning on learning from squirrels, like Ygren?”
He frowned, searching his memory for the name and coming up empty-handed. “I don’t know that story.”
“Ah, well then, start walking.”
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