Here’s a short story from my fantasy blog, The Chronicles of Cyralost. I hope it is as amusing to read as it was to write. Best wishes and thank you to all my Baldypoems readers. I feel blessed to read and be read by so many talented and inspiring writers. Keep smiling.
Fear fades in the flood,
Ancient art, atrocious,
Banishing the blood,
Ӕshanti rue the river,
That runs red with the free,
And washes wishes of salvation,
All the way to sea.
From Baldy’s mythology (see Baldmythology, The Chronicles of Cyralost), note, the Ӕshanti are humanoids with cat features and nuances, hence the title.
I finally posted a couple of useful resources for fantasy writers on my other blog: The Chronicles of Cyralost. If you’re interested in seafaring or precious stones, the two new resources may be of use to you here: https://baldmythology.wordpress.com/
You can also find information about the creatures, monsters, gods and interesting places involved in my mythology on this site (as well as fiction and poetry pertaining to my fantasy world). I hope you’ll take a look and tell any fans of fantasy you know. Many thanks, best wishes from Baldy 🙂
Do not borrow trouble,
From a myth of a fable,
Wise men said when dead,
The wisdom obtained from,
Preordained doctrine, unstable,
The prophecy, hypocrisy,
A craft thought daft and sable.
An original painting from friend and fan, Keith Nimmo. Art, in all its forms, from paintings to television productions and movies, don’t usually match up with the writer’s original concept. Whoever a director casts as the main hero, regardless of their talent, will not be exactly as imagined, the same with artwork, but then everyone their own vision of how someone or something should look; we all devour books differently. Art is an interpretation, and I am immensely grateful for Keith Nimmo’s interpretation of Tark Elspar’s Summoner’s Stone. I love what his own imagination moved his brushes to produce and am ecstatic to showcase the first piece of true ‘fan-mail’ I ever received. Mr Nimmo has recently contacted me and asked if he can use the mythology of Cyralost for some portfolio work in his college course (as you can imagine, Baldy did the dad-dance and readily agreed), I really look forward to seeing what he will paint next and will be sure to share anything he sends me with The Chronicles of Cyralost in mind. Below is the original piece about the Summoner’s Stone that inspired Keith’s painting. Thank you to Mr Nimmo for reading, and thank you so much for the artwork, I treasure it (it lives on the wall above my writing bags).
The Summoner’s Stone
These are baubles of magnificent potential pertaining to each of the elements, magical items so rare that a collection is unheard of and so very desirable (for the expensive materials that each is comprised of, the artistry and creativity put in to its forging and the magical wealth held within) that it could likely cost the fortune of a kingdom’s treasury.
Every stone is different (no two are identical), some in obvious ways, others only slightly outsized or given a different shape. Like normal stones, there is no symmetry and no one stone has a perfect circumference or edge. The only similarities are the materials each Summoner’s Stone is made of.
In the instance of the Elsparran stone intended for the Elves at the Blood-tie ceremony, the stone and it’s brethren (for it is a sentient being, containing an elemental) are forged of slate, stone, agate and silver; these are inhabited by earth elementals (details about other elementals, such as fire, water or air and any Summoner’s Stones that they may be encaged in may be found in later stories or appendices).
Cyralost’s history is only lightly littered with tales regarding earth elemental summoning stones and many of those stories are considered fairy-tales of adventures locating them. Mytharia-Illidure and Keysrai-Nar are the only known two cities to have been spellborn with the aid of these. But it is not just beneficial happenstance that occurs with the help of these mana-rich beauties, when in the wrong hands – devastation on a scale of catastrophic levels is possible.
It was a Summoner’s Stone that started the series of events that led to the sundering, the terrible cataclysm that changed the face of South-West Kira in the second age when an evil demon overlord rent the large island called Volentar, causing the South and West of it to break away in a horrific quake that cost the lives of thousands and created the islands now known as Rim, Plor, Quern, Gravasinia, ‘O’, Epipe, Hurch, Dra and Cakadar). This event changed the face of former Usurpia (now called Urvasinia), cataclysmic earthquakes causing mountains to tumble and much of the land to be swallowed by a new sea.
Sadly, The Sundering was largely blamed on the Wytch-Kings, who were (in fact) responsible only for attempting to save the lands from this terrible fate. The misunderstandings led to the great wytch cull that became known in Cyralost’s history as ‘The Burning Times’.
The silver that is worked in to and around the earth elemental summoning stone is forged in to delicate shapes, patterns and effigies by the most talented silversmiths before being magically welded to the slate, stone and agate by a sorcerer of incredible power. Some patterns contain leaves, ivy or floral designs (all wonderfully intricate and highly detailed) whilst others are gathered in to a lattice or spell-ridden sky of stars. The silver can take on a face or the form of an animal or magical beast such as a Gryphon or Unicorn and the nature of the artifact makes it possible to change its design at will to confuse and deter potential thieves or people the stone believes are unworthy of wielding it.
It is able to dull the surfaces so that the silver does not catch the light and when free of its container (usually a spell-locked case of some sort) it can roam free, but only as far as it can roll.
The elemental held within is caged with such powerful magic that it must be subservient to its owner for the duration of one ‘wish’ (the wish will only work with the intent of the elemental’s nature for a specific use, to build or destroy something of rock, mud, stone, earth etc in this case).
Once it has fulfilled its intended destiny, the creature will most likely escape to another plane of existence in search of its own prime-material world but it has been known for one or two elementals to seek vengeance on mankind for its captivity and slavery. There is one document that claims an elemental remained in its owner’s service (after fulfilling his wish) of its own free will and caused tremendous harm to an opposing army.
For all those interested in fantasy, the first part of chapter one from my book, The Chronicles of Tarkus, Dungeons of the Deep, has gone live on my new fantasy blog: The Chronicles of Cyralost.
The second part of chapter one follows momentarily and if enough interest/attention is forthcoming, there will be more published in due course. The fantasy blog has only been up for two days and has already had some great response, I hope this continues as I have a huge catalogue of material ready to post to the site and this could be hugely exciting for both myself and my beloved readers. Best wishes to all, I am (as always) immensely grateful for all of your support and will continue to entertain as best I can. Keep smiling and keep writing, much love from Baldy.
This is the new blog, all about my mythological world, Cyralost. I just posted the first 50 posts, including stories, fantasy poems (that you may or not seen here on Baldypoems) and a few other interesting items. The future is bright for The Chronicles of Cyralost as I have hundreds of pieces ready to upload, including a Bestiary, a resource section for fantasy writers, maps, and so much more. I will also be posting the first chapter of The Chronicles of Tarkus on there. The epic begins.
Baldypoems will continue as the poetry posting blog it was originally intended to be and I shall be writing and posting more poetry in due course, don’t forget you can see plenty of ‘silly’ poems on the baldypoems facebook page and can even follow this fugly on twitter!
Thank you for your love and support, I’ll be back very soon, hugs from Baldy x
Such sad songs are sung
As singers sing unto the sun
And dances are danced
By dancers who dance
For love, for light, to be as one.
Swans swim as swans have swum,
In lakes and ponds and rivers that run,
For love of swimming, just for the chance,
To enchant the water with romance
As singers and dancers come undone.