Since I’m currently in the thick of Lithra IV, content has been a touch sparse around here lately. With that in mind, I thought I would post something I’ve written previously to fill in the dead space while this book is in the works.
Two Nations is a short story – possibly a novella – set in the world of Lithra, written for release with the third book in the series. This is a story that took me a long time to write, and required multiple attempts. In the modern parlance, it was a b**** to write.
Clocking in at over 17k words, it’s longer than I’d planned on, but for some reason I felt it was important to do this story justice. I’m not sure I succeeded, but I ended up with something at least partially worthwhile, and I thought it would be nice to release it early here on Tales in Progress and give some commentary along with it. I’ll release a new segment each week until the conclusion. Let me know what you think, yeah?
As you may know, each Lithra book is accompanied by a collection of short stories set within the same “universe,” usually showcasing side characters or world-building events. This novella falls into the second category, detailing the first explorers to the lands where the main stories eventually take place.
Sometimes these stories have no real connection to the main book, but this one serves a very important and deliberate function, serving as a bridge between Book III, a prequel set in the southern deserts, and Book IV, which – spoilers! – deals with the Karod, the indigenous people of northern kingdoms. This gives it a link to Book III, gives some vital context to Book IV, and provides and interesting point of conflict between the two groups.
I don’t want to give away too much of the story before you experience it, so I’ll save the commentary about my further intentions until the relevant section has been posted.
And so, without further fanfare… Two Nations.
Sennius crouched low in the saddle and spurred his horse desperately, coaxing every dram of speed from the stallion. His pursuer rode close behind, a younger woman with long black hair streaming behind her, laughing manically as she closed in. She rode a pale courser with expert skill, and Sennius knew that she would not stop until she overcame him. Read More…