Altors Blurb
Following the
murder of their legal guardian, two best friends suffer the thing they fear
most, separation. Solenum and Calycanthus must take the adventurous paths of
finding their way back to one another, and as they do so, they will uncover the
secrets their land has been hiding beneath a carefully constructed facade for
centuries.
An underground
war is taking place, kept hidden from the public eye by those called the Altors
and Regius. Although unaware at first of what their involvement brings to the
people of Zinc, Calycanthus Esquivel’s close proximity to the Altors allows him
to uncover parts of the truth, creating an important turning point that may
just be the kick the Altors need to beat the Regius. But it is Solenum Everhart
who will find the possible key that can lead to a peaceful future. Is Galax
Kaminski an exception to the rule that says all Regius are cruel at the core?
Will Solenum be able to show him that he may just be the example everyone needs
in order to end the hidden turmoil?
While Solenum
and Calycanthus change the lives of so many, their new environments forces them
to grow, come face to face with danger, death, family connections and just a
touch of magic. New friendships are made and love is found as the two best
friends work hard on finding their way back to one another throughout a world
they always lived in, but was a mystery up until now.
Excerpt
School was
supposed to be a bore and it was hard to pretend not to be interested.
Especially in history. I loved history. Well, when I’d had a good night of
sleep that is. The history teacher’s voice was just so soothing. He kept on
talking and talking, barely taking breaks, giving me the perfect lullaby. That,
along with the warm sun streaming through the large classroom windows was
enough for me to nod off.
I picked
up random words on occasion. They weren’t new to my ears. Blue Bloods,
Rebellion, Zinc Sea, Palliums. The Blue Bloods were an interesting topic. Those
who had once ruled Zinc. They were still around, or so it was claimed. I had
never seen them in LV and although my memories from when I was little were
foggy or practically nonexistent, I was certain I hadn’t been confronted with
them.
Acacia
said that LV was lucky, the boarding house was a safe place, somewhere she felt
she didn’t need to worry about those types of things. I’d tried talking to her
and Lupinus about this, but they said that the Blue Bloods had died out and
whatever was left of them was taken care of by the Rebellion. Which the history
teacher contradicted as he claimed the Rebellion had gone extinct just as much
as the Blue Bloods. It was all very confusing and I assumed nobody had any idea
what they were talking about.
What was
certain was that in the big cities such as Cobalt City or Iodin City, you could
see those who descended from the Blue Bloods walking among all the others. They
carried the physical traits resembling those who’d once ruled Zinc. There
weren’t any in LV, never had been, and because all the teachers in this town
had never stepped outside of this region, their description of the royal
descendants wasn’t fact, but only based on rumors that may or may not have come
from foreigners that had once passed through.
This topic
held my curiosity as the Blue Bloods and Rebellion had once been at war, and it
was almost unimaginable for me to picture the situation since peace was all I
knew. The details of this war had become hazy, and because there was a lack of
documentation, nobody knew what was legend or fact. What was said to be fact
was that you could find more Blue Blood descendants in the eastern part of
Zinc, like Iodin City and the Wastelands of Xenon, since that region had
belonged to them when Zinc had been divided in two. Technically, it was still
divided; not because of who ruled, but because of geography.
The only
reason LV was so secluded was because it took too long to travel by boat, and
those who had done it swore to never do it again. The only passage that allowed
you to leave this town by land was so deadly, you didn’t even want think about
it. While it wasn’t exactly far to the eastern part of Zinc, the same lack of
accessibility blocked it off from the western part.
The
Wastelands of Xenon was the overall name given to the eastern part Zinc. And
wastelands was truly the right word as it was mostly covered by ‘Immortalis
Silva’, The Immortal Forest. It surrounded Iodin City and a bay that was called
‘Sunus Ut Sono’, The Bay that Sings.
Immortalis
Silva was said to be a place of mystery, ruled by the trees. If you were to try
and reach Iodin City by foot, you were forced to travel through it, which was
impossible, as everyone who stepped foot into it, was known never to have
returned. The only way one could reach Iodin City from the western part of
Zinc, was by ferry. The only ferry that went to that city was located on Iron
Island. While the price of the tickets could make you think twice about wanting
to go there, it was said that each city in Zinc acted as its own country,
having their own rules and ways of living. People rarely traveled from one
place to another, least of all Iodin City.
I could
understand. Either there was a dangerous forest, a haunting bay, or a sea that
was claimed to be endless.
I yawned,
letting my eyes close, basking comfortably in the sunlight heating the
classroom while the history teacher continued to mutter out his lesson of the
day.
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