Mykal’s scene is done. I have an idea in mind for the next scene that is entirely new. Magic, that’s all I can say. I needed something big, and I think this will work well. BIG. Shannari faces a battle she can’t possibly win, so of course, she’s striking first, directly at the heart of Shadow. She’s going to need Nine Blood appropriately bleeding, a Rose Crown, the Great Seal, and of course, Gregar’s ivory rahke, which those in the know will remember how Road ended.
It’s CRAZY. When I wrote the ending for Road, I didn’t know why the rahke did what it did. *trying to be deliberately vague to avoid spoilers* Now I do. *shivers*
I’ve known the “epilogue” or final scene for Shannari absolutely — but this whole Keldari thread is entirely new. Even my rough outline from last year had several things cloaked in Shadow that I simply didn’t know. I’d messed up Mykal entirely and I had no idea whatsoever who my antagonist was.
So now I have two plot threads galloping full speed toward one another. A battle of sorts is coming. And I have no idea what happens. *gulp* I have no idea how Mykal resolves his thread. Honest. He’s not the man I thought he was, and so while I know what used to happen, that whole flimsy thread burned away in a flash of dragon fire. (And Mykal’s dragon doesn’t even breathe fire.)
So I’m feeling very reckless and crazy and obsessed. I want to stay up all night and find out what happens because I don’t know! Despite my vacation, That Man has to be up by 6:00 a.m. and I’ve got to get the monsters off to school, so I guess I should go to bed. It’s nearly midnight after all.
You can bet that I’ll be priming my mind to dream in sandalwood rose.
The killer song for the upcoming battle: Savin’ Me by Nickelback.
Show me what it’s like
To be the last one standing
And teach me wrong from right
And I’ll show you what I can be
Say it for me
Say it to me
And I’ll leave this life behind me
Say it if it’s worth saving me
Heaven’s gates won’t open up for me
With these broken wings I’m fallin’
And all I see is you
These city walls ain’t got no love for me
I’m on the ledge of the eighteenth story
And oh I scream for you
Come please I’m callin’
And all I need from you
Hurry I’m fallin’, I’m fallin’
Mykal’s scene: 1,012
NaNo total: 57,691
Snippet: I don’t think any explanation is required.
His purpose hadn’t changed, not exactly. He would still grasp the moon in the palm of his hand. Whether he would take the left or right hand path thereafter, he didn’t yet know. Death waited on all sides, cloaked in Shadow.
Again, he felt that sense of tumbling through the night sky, wings bent awkwardly, painfully twisted and broken. He fell, too fast, the ground rushing up to meet him. [this plays a huge part in the Keldari mythology and their original devalki.]
So much depended on her, whether she was named truly as Daughter of Our Blessed Lady of Love.
:Run, brightheart. Run to your Shining Walls and cower behind your nine Red geldings. This time, I’m coming to mark you as mine.: