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Sevara: Dawn of Hope, young adult fantasy excerpt #30

Here’s an except from my young adult fantasy novel Sevara: Dawn of Hope – on Amazon now:

Sevara left her backpack in the sand. The fabric against her body made her sweat even more. Sevara had already shed her jacket, keeping only the folded letter she got from Abigail. There would be no hospital, no learning, no need to escape. She walked across the sand and hard mud, looking for shelter, stopping only when she couldn’t stand the heat any longer. But even sitting in the sun was unbearable. She continued to walk, but felt her legs begin to swell. She couldn’t bend her knees as easily as she used to, and her fingers also became fat. Her arms and neck were bright red, and her lips cracked.

At some point, she stopped walking. She put the sun at her back and sat in the sand. She waited for the sun to set, hoping that it would allow her to travel. Once it was dark and cool, she stood up. Her head began to spin, and she bent over and waited for it to subside. Her head cleared, and she started to walk. She moved much slower than she expected, every step taking three times as long as it normally would. She was scared more by her body failing her than anything else. But all she could do was put one foot in front of another.

Her brain became cloudy, and she began to question everything. Did the Chancellor know that she was to die this way, or did one of his henchmen make the decision? Was Almos really a spy, or was he innocent? How did he know her mother? What happened to the boy in yellow, Jacob? Who killed her parents? Why was she still alive? Soft sand beneath her feet twisted her ankles with every step. On rocky ground it was worse, and she found it difficult to step over even small stones. She had planned on walking the whole night, but within a few hours she couldn’t go any further. She needed to sleep, but dared not to. She pushed forward methodically.

She felt the dawn sun pierce her eyelids. At some point in the night, she had collapsed from exhaustion and gone to sleep. She panicked and tried to stand, but got dizzy and fell on her side. She took a few more breaths and stood up slowly. This time she remained standing and looked ahead. She couldn’t even see Plexus over the horizon.

By noon she stopped sweating. By one o’clock she was on her hands and knees. She took her father’s letter from her pocket and spread it on the hot sand. The sand was so hot that the frail paper began to char, but she didn’t care. She knew she didn’t have long to live.

The words on the paper began to expand and shrink. The pieces themselves seemed to stretch, and she knew that the blood rushing to her head was distorting her vision. Her neck was stiff now, and she could no longer feel her face. She assembled the pieces of the letter so that the sentences lined up, and put all her energy and will into reading the letter one last time.

She could tell that it written by a man. He started with “To my daughter Alonya.” Who was she? The words stopped making sense from there, as usual. The ink came in and out of focus, and as the heat drained her life, she could sense the fragments of her father’s ideas rather than read them, as if she could touch pieces of his memories. She was unaware of when she stopped reading and when she began hallucinating, but she could see her ancestral home in the mountains, a great dining room table that used to be a door, and a twin sister named Alonya. Sevara lay down and put her head on her arm. She no longer had the strength to keep her head up. She looked at the words sideways, and saw images she had never seen before. Two men came into the house on embassy row, while mother and father crouched in a hiding space. The men were blind, or perhaps blinded, searching the house with listening devices. She heard Alonya crying, and then felt warm splatters of blood on her face. Father apologized for something, his eyes filled with tears. Then the earth began to spin.

Sevara couldn’t look at the paper anymore. Her eyes couldn’t focus or even move side to side, there wasn’t moisture left to even close them. They dilated, and all she saw was a brown blur. A breeze lifted the pieces of the letter into the air and put them down again in a different order. Then, as life left her, the wind lifted the letter again and the pieces swirled in a cloud before her before being borne away by the wind. In that moment, Sevara could see a tall bearded man stumbling through the snow with two tiny babies in his arms, one alive and one dead.


That’s it! I can’t post any more previews, sorry! But I hope you’ve enjoyed the previews. This is almost the first third of the book! You can check out the whole novel on Amazon right now. There’s a paperback and a digital version for your Kindle:

Sevara: Dawn of Hope, young adult fantasy excerpt #29

Here’s an except from my young adult fantasy novel Sevara: Dawn of Hope – on Amazon now:

The craft had been aloft for more than an hour. Sevara couldn’t be sure, but it seemed quite a distance from the city. There had been no other cities or even any signs of life once they left Plexus. The desert was beautiful – amber with rust colored rock formations and brown shrubs. They began to descend.

They landed gently in a flat, open expanse of hard mud. The afternoon sun turned the field into a roasting pan, and Sevara hoped that they wouldn’t be stopping long. The pilot taxied the craft to the end of the mud flat and came to a stop. He got out, and motioned for Sevara to do the same. She opened the door and hot air blasted her face and neck. She stepped out and looked for shade, but there was none.

The pilot walked to the back of the craft and picked up the tail. It was light, and he pivoted the entire plane 180 degrees so it was pointed back towards the mud flat they had used for landing. He then got back in the plane. Sevara shaded her eyes and waited. A few sounds came from the craft as the engine coughed and stuttered, then seized up and stopped.

The pilot got out and muttered something under his breath. He crawled under the craft and detached a wicker basket full of tools. He opened a side panel on the machine and twisted one of the bolts. As he tightened it, Sevara heard a pop and the wrench shot away into the air. The broken bolt fell on the ground. The pilot cursed and picked up the wrench and another tool. He gripped one of the machine’s mechanisms with the wrench, then rooted through the basket, moaned a sigh of agitated dispair, and took off his leather jacket and leather cap. He was sweating profusely, and wiped his forehead with his shirt.

A few minutes later he had assembled a replacement for the bolt and twisted it on. He then took a long tool and used it to crank another bolt. The tools were so long though that he couldn’t get a good grip on both instruments he was using and hold the parts steady.

Sevara walked over and took hold of the pliers. The pilot had clearly forgotten about her. His face didn’t hide its utter shock. At first he didn’t let go of the pliers, intent on doing it himself, but then gave in and let her hold them. He was then able to step back and tighten something deep in the ship by cranking the other tool with both hands. He took out his lever, then took the pliers, then loaded everything back into the tool basket. He reattached the basket, got into the cabin, and started the craft. With a whirl of wind, the oboe-shaped tubes hummed to life and in a moment he was up in the air and out of sight, with Sevara left behind on the ground.

You can check out the whole novel on Amazon right now. There’s a paperback and a digital version for your Kindle: