That's
it. I've finally started NaNoWriMo. Book Three of the Prophecies is
officially underway. After midnight last night, I wrote a flurry of
words; my current word count is 1,748, or it was at the time of this writing. (That's the problem with scheduled posts...)
How's
your writing coming, folks? Reached that 1,667 word goal yet? It
seems easy, doesn't it? Too easy, in fact. And it is. Believe me,
just two hundred words will seem like a million a couple weeks from
now. Enjoy the easy going while it lasts. ;)
Oh,
and my apologies for not getting it up sooner, but I have
written up a rough (and rather long) synopsis for The Voice of God.
Feast your eyes upon this, mates!
–
“Everything you know, everything
you thought you knew...it's all wrong.”
Far
beneath the ground, the realm of Myrk stirs for the first time in
eras. They've tunneled deep and confined themselves from the rest of
the world, but the coming of five strangers is going to change
everything.
Edon
Silversword is one of those five strangers. Once called the
Champion, he discovers in Myrk that Arowdae has been lied to for
generations. Combined with the news of his parents' deaths, he
struggles to keep his faith. He's found the Prophecy of Einarr, but
wracked with a strange illness and grappling with this news, he has
to set out on a quest he's barely prepared for. Accompanied only by
a Myrkian guide who won't stop talking, and his faithful friend
Knerath, Edon must go far to the north, to the fabled Icedelves...and
into the unnatural darkness created by the Daske.
In
Myrk, his companions—Sirius, Ryni, and Rozan—have to stay behind
to convince the pacifist High Presbytery of Myrk to defeat their
subterranean enemies and rise up one last time to defend a country
they thought they had abandoned. For a new Dreadman has arrived in
Arowdae, and with new devices of war from his master, he begins to
set in motion a plan to destroy all resistance against him.
At
least, that's what they had planned. But when Sirius learns that the
Dreadman is not the only new arrival in Arowdae, he faces a terrible
decision: to disobey the strict orders of the High Presbytery and
risk losing their support, or to set out on a desperate attempt to
rescue the man he once called his father.
Meanwhile,
in Kr'ark, the disappearance of the Silverswords leaves a gap in
leadership. Farion steps in to fill the hole, but the people are
growing complacent and he needs an army to fight off the encroaching
darkness. With the false king Reine making moves to obtain control
over the city, Farion struggles both with the burden of leadership
and desperate loneliness.
The
darkness is growing, and the faith of all followers of the High Lord
is being tested. But there is one last promise held out in the
Prophecy of Einarr, and it is the only way Edon Silversword may be
able to make sense of the mess and regroup the scattered forces of
good.
He
holds on to the hope that he is promised: that he is the Witness, and
will hear the voice of God.
–
Thoughts?
Synposes of your own? Share away; but don't go reading my blog when
you should be writing. Drop down and gimme 2k! ;)
4 comments:
Awesome. Possum.
I can't wait to hear how your NaNo writing goes!! I'm probably not going to do it.... I'd prefer to just watch everybody else. : )
daughteroflight
Your NaNoWriMo novel sounds awesome. I'm glad writing it is going well for you!
My own NaNo novel is also going well; I got a lot written yesterday. (About twice as much as I actually needed to.) I still need to write at least 5-8 pages today, though.
Wow, niiiiice. :) I have a synopsis right here:
~
Synopsis: We lost World War II. Hitler won. He destroyed all who opposed him, and got rid of any city that refused to obey him. It has the left the world in 2999 broken and desolate. Only a few major cities remain, beaten into submission. All other militia, besides the German army, have been crushed. At least, the leader of Germany believes that to be true. The British SAS has created a secret underground base, where they plot and plan, waiting for the right moment to strike.
One day, seven British soldiers are sent out on a mission to assassinate the German leader. It is a last ditch attempt; the world will end if they don't succeed, and if they die, then it will not change anything.
And so the fate of what little world is left rests on the shoulders of seven men, led only by their hope and by God.
~
Thoughts?
Nice plot! Sounds cool.
I really like yours as well Nenharma.
As of yet, I don't have a synopsis yet. But I do have a title! Something I've never had at the beiginning before....
My current word count in 3,144 and the end of day 2.
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