The power of Yara, the goddess of water and time, is waning. The resulting drought threatens the city of Lhaim, and as he nears the end of his twelve-year study to become a Scholar of the city’s highest caste, Ben works to find a solution and mark his place in history. Meanwhile on the lower levels of the city, bird-messenger Taeda finds himself taken in by a conspiracy to destroy a wealth of information on Lhaim’s enemy nation of Xhardur when he attempts to save a cache of literature from the ruthless purging process employed by the city’s totalitarian elite. Unknown to Ben and Taeda, both have disrupted secretive and well-laid plans that may not only spark a war between Lhaim and Xhardur, but may restart a battle between the gods Yara and Corda that once nearly consumed the planet. As the race to end the drought begins, rebel forces stir both inside and outside of the city, pitching Taeda and Ben into the fray together and leaving them uncertain of where their allegiances lie.


And Miyaad took Rheiyet the First Star as her mate, and bound him to the earth in jealousy. Their offspring were Corda, purveyor of fire and energy, and Yara, the pervasive and all-encompassing mistress of water and time.

Scarcely free of the womb, the child-gods turned their power on each other: Corda attacked with all his might and treacherous wiles, Yara defended with her great cunning. The desert Wyrda sprung up where they fought as both exhausted the land with their battle—Corda had consumed the trees and plants and animals of the ground in his clamoring for sustenance and Yara weakened as the scorched earth called for life-giving water and sapped her strength.

They grew weak, but still they struggled and could not make peace. Angered, Miyaad imprisoned them there in the desert, knowing the world would not survive their constant battle. She became so disgusted with the life she had borne that she rejected her children and Rheiyet along with them; Miyaad retreated to the ether, leaving her mate bound to the earth so that he could not follow her back into the heavens.

Bewildered with the departure of his mate, Rheiyet strode the edges of the desert for many years; where he walked giant trees grew. The trees became so numerous with his pacing that they broke Miyaad’s walls: Rheiyet was able to finally breach the desert and search for his children.

The child-gods had withdrawn and were near death from exhaustion when Rheiyet found them. He took one in each hand and walked the earth while they slept.

To the east, in the shadow of vast mountains, Rheiyet placed Corda, the favorite of his children and closest to his own fiery heart. There he left him to sleep in the depths of the Candle and the mountain has not ceased its smoking since. The chthonic peoples of Xhardur are his progeny.

In the west, Rheiyet found an expansive land of wheat and water, and set Yara deep below the surface of the Perraeid Sea. There she waited for many years to heal her injuries and finally emerged to found the glorious city of Lhaim.

Once again alone, Rheiyet returned to his walking of the world. Ever bound to the foreign earth, he walks the land still, waiting for the day that Miyaad will release him and at last return him to the sky as her lover.

                       Excerpt from The Ledger of Myths and Creations

                                             Book of Lhaim I, v. 17-28




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