On his first crossing through the warps, Seg discovers a world rich in vita – fuel to save his dying world. Cold, brilliant and desperate to prove himself as a Cultural Theorist, Seg breaks away from the recon squad sent to protect him, to scout out prime vita sources. But to find his prize he must face his biggest fear: water.
Fiery and headstrong, Ama receives an ultimatum from her people’s tyrannical overlords: betray her own kind or give up the boat she calls home, forever. When a wealthy traveler hires her as a guide, Ama thinks her prayers are answered – until a violent murder reveals Seg’s true identity.
On the run, over land and water, hunted by a ruthless and relentless tracker, and caught in the schemes of a political powerhouse, Seg and Ama will have to strike an uneasy truce to survive.
The fate of two worlds is in their hands.
Targeted Age Group:: 15-45
What Inspired You to Write Your Book?
I did not want to write this book. Joshua Simpson asked me if I would be interested in collaborating on a short story. I told him no. He was politely persistent and I agreed to read the basic premise, with the caveat that if I did not like the idea he would never mention it again.
I loved his idea.
Three hundred words in, we realized we were no longer writing a short story.
How Did You Come up With Your Characters?
Our book has two protagonists: Seg Eraranat and Ama Kalder. Ama is my creation and comes from my love of the water, of boats, and of kick-ass independent women who break from the shackles of gender and caste.
Ama was also created to appeal to Seg’s better virtues (his love of freedom and exploration, for example), but with enough difference of experience and opinion to constantly challenge him. Which she does with great gusto.
There was a long stretch of emptiness between them and the ceremonial platform perched over the falls. They were wide open and exposed. Keenly feeling their vulnerability, the two dug in and raced for the platform jutting out over the cliff edge. Shouts and banger fire continued in their wake. Ama’s shoulder sent stabbing pains through her body with every step.
At the short flight of stairs that led up to the large, stone structure, Ama and Seg bounded up, two steps at a time, and ran.
Ahead of her, Seg slowed his momentum just before the apex of the curve. He looked around him and then back at Ama. “Where’s the hidden passage?”
“Behind us,” she panted, not slowing her pace.
Another banger shot behind them.
Seg’s mouth opened. He looked over the perilous drop, to the churning pool of water below. “No, we can’t–”
Her hand latched onto his coat collar as she tackled him.
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