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Moirin's Trilogy 1. Naamah's Kiss.
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The pages were printed by hand using a Columbian hand press. The outer boards are veneered in wood that has been treated with silver pigment and lined with scarlet endpapers. D'Angelines, as the citizens are called, are descended from Blessed Elua and his band of fallen angels. Elua was born when the blood of the crucified Yeshua ben Yosef, the son of the One God, mixed with the tears of the Magdalene and then was quickened by Mother Earth.
Scorned by his grandfather, the One God , Elua wandered the Earth with eight companion angels.
After years of wandering, Elua and his companions settled in the land that would become Terre d'Ange. Elua espoused the precept "Love as thou wilt" and he and his companions inter-bred with the native populace, creating the D'Angeline people.
She laid my hand on its warm fur.
I felt a faint movement as the last trace of life went out of it, then a loose stillness. If their death is upon them, they obey. Only to sustain life. We give thanks to stone and sea and all that it encompasses for it, and to the Great Bear Herself. Do you ever use it for sport or any idle cause, it will be stripped from you.
Do you understand? My mother taught me things beyond woodcraft, cookery and survival. She told me stories.
Stories of days gone by, stories of heroes and villains, of great exploits and betrayals. There were stories from the oldest, oldest days when the world was covered with ice and our people left a distant land, following their diadh-anam, the guiding spirit of the Great Bear, to Alba.
I listened and shivered with awe. She nodded.
But She is unlike any mortal bear. The story of how the army of Tiberium conquered Alba, bringing stone roads and foreign sicknesses, driving us into the wilderness.
How the mighty magician Donnchadh took on the shape of the Maghuin Dhonn Herself and suffered himself to be taken into captivity and tormented for sport, until he tore loose the ties that bound him and slew the Tiberian Governor. Afterward, the disparate folk of Alba united and drove the Tiberians from their soil.
Naamah’s Kiss Chapter One
And yet, we were despised for it. My mother gave me her wry smile. He said the Maghuin Dhonn had sacrificed their diadh-anam and gone mad. That the same fate would befall them all unless they set aside their petty quarrels and stood together.
And so they did. And yet, Alba has never been conquered since, and we are still here.
The summer that I was ten years old, my mother took me on a pilgrimage to visit a place made sacred by our history. It was the most exciting thing that had ever happened in my life. We were weeks travelling. She taught me to read the taisgaidhmarkers, the signs indicating the paths we travelled were held freely in trust for all of Alba.
Of course, we were prudent and concealed ourselves in twilight when others passed.
Still, it gave me a thrill to see other people. My mother identified them for me in a low whisper, willing passers-by not to hear her voice. If they heard aught, they glanced around and shrugged, concluding it was merely the wind.
The folk of the Cullach Gorrym looked most like us; slight and dark, with black hair and eyes. The first time I saw one, it stirred a memory.
After they had passed and we had released the twilight, I looked at my mother with her warm brown skin.
I stretched out my hands and studied them. I was used to thinking of us as almost one person. But my skin was a different hue than hers, honey-colored. I closed my eyes and touched my lids.
I wondered what color my eyes were. It may seem strange, but what is obvious to an adult is not always obvious to a child.
We led a solitary life. There was me, and there was my mother.The stars are pale in the sky and the trees are dim around you. I wondered what color my eyes were. Do you ever use it for sport or any idle cause, it will be stripped from you. It was warm from the sun, brown and faintly freckled. It seemed a much graver thing than catching fish; and somewhat unfair, too.
A glimpse of gentle twilight fled, replaced by bright, hearty sunlight.
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