Do you enjoy Fantasy, Celtic culture, Goddesses and Magic? P.C. Darkcliff’s fantastic Historical Fiction is Sleeping Beauty and Faust all rolled up into one!
A young Celtic woman called RAWENA runs into an army of Germanic invaders. The soldiers pursue her, but she shakes them off and hides in a vast swamp. There she awakens the Goddess PANDEMIA, who has been sleeping for millennia. The meeting shocks Rawena, but Pandemia also wonders: she thought she wiped all humans out with pestilence.
Pandemia plots to destroy humanity to preserve other animal species. She wants Rawena to infect her tribe and spread the plague around the world. When Rawena begs her to spare her, Pandemia gives in… but she orders Rawena to bring another human to the swamp.
Rawena seeks GARUX, a tribesman she loves, hoping that he would catch a Germanic scout and bring him to Pandemia. That’s when she realizes that Garux loves her younger sister ARVASIA.
Mad with jealousy, Rawena kidnaps Arvasia and drags her toward the swamp. When Garux attacks her in the woods, Rawena stabs herself through the heart.
The Celts bury her, but Pandemia brings her back to life and makes her immortal. She turns Rawena into a pawn in a mad game: Rawena must unleash pestilence whenever somebody stabs her through the heart. If she doesn’t, Pandemia would turn her into an eternal rat and trap her in the swamp. The same fate would await Rawena if she let someone behead her or burn her to ashes.
Fearing that the Celts would burn her as an evil spirit, Rawena seduces ORTAVER, the Germans’ high commander, and asks him for protection.
The Germans overtake the Celtic town. They imprison Garux, who has recently become the chieftain, and enslave the tribe.
Four years later, just as the Celts start a revolt, Rawena dresses as a Germanic jailer to free Garux—and Arvasia sneaks into the prison and spears her heart. As a battle breaks out, Rawena crawls into safety. Pandemia mends her and gives her a month to unleash the plague.
Garux and Arvasia look for her all over Bohemia but cannot find her. The king refuses to help them; their druidess fails to reclaim Rawena’s soul. And the Germans plot revenge.
Pandemia tells Rawena that Ortaver and the remnants of his army have settled in an abandoned Celtic village. Rawena joins them there and infects Ortaver with her pestilential blood. Just before he dies, Ortaver spreads the plague among his men.
The Celts corral the Germans and contain the outbreak, but Arvasia falls gravely ill. Although she fears it’s the plague, it’s only morning sickness. Garux and Arvasia rejoice about the pregnancy. Then Arvasia miscarries.
They corner Rawena and are about to behead her to prevent her from causing another outbreak, but Pandemia rushes to save her. Before she takes Rawena away, Pandemia tells Garux and Arvasia that their baby died of the plague. And that she made them immortal to witness Rawena’s work of doom.
Garux and Arvasia swear they will not rest until they destroy Rawena and defy Pandemia.
When he was in kindergarten, P.C. managed to convince his classmates that his grandma was a tribal shamaness. Then he learned his letters, and kidding his friends no longer seemed adequate—so he started to write.
Apart from Celts and the Mad Goddess, P.C. has published two standalone novels and an anthology. His short stories have been featured in various publications.
He has lived in six countries and on three continents. Although ruinous to his bank account, the seminomadic lifestyle has been hugely inspirational, and many of his adventures have spilled into his stories. He and his wife have settled in southern Spain, where he goes swimming and cycling whenever he isn’t too busy writing.
My current WIP Angel of Mercy just passed 100K words today! I’m really excited because none of my previous 3 books even came close to that many. No diss to Dark Fey, I love my trilogy, though I do often wish I could go back and add more to the story, but right now I’m focused entirely on Angel. What is this new story about? I’m so glad you asked….
Its a Post Apocalyptic Fantasy Romance. It tells the story of life after the first 3 Horsemen, Pestilence, War and Famine, have ridden. In the 4th Era after the Great Cataclysm, (roughly 400 years in the future) the final horseman, Death, is caged and waiting on the Archangel of Mercy to release him. Tzadkiel has been sent to earth in human form to find one human who still understands Mercy. He has been given 100 years, after which Death must be released. With only 4 years remaining, he finds her; a servant named Lourdes, but they must escape the harsh dictatorship of the Eminent Protectorate and find a place of sanctuary before the appointed hundred years are spent and Death is freed from the abyss.
Intrigued? Me too! So in honor of this momentous occasion I’m sharing a short teaser too!
Her moan drew him out of the dark well of agony he had become so accustomed to and he opened his eyes to look around uncertainly. He thought he had heard speaking, but could not combat the heavy darkness pulling him downward; yet this soft sound drew him back. Surely it had not been a manifestation of his mind. Had it? Was this sound some indication that his mind was attempting to disengage from his tortured body? Was it like the screams he had heard only moments ago, just a figment of his imagination? Had it been only moments ago or had he slipped into unconsciousness and they had actually been nothing but a dream? Or perhaps days ago?
His thoughts were a tangle of pain and confusion that made him doubt himself, but then another soft noise beside the table captured his full attention. Was it crying? Was it an animal that had found its way into the chamber or had the young servant returned? His thoughts spun for a moment as he considered. Was this even the same day as when he had seen her? He had no point of reference; his memory was a disjointed haze of anguish, torment, and severing isolation that fragmented his thought into pools of jagged darkness. They spun slowly, reaching for him, drawing him inward and the quiet calm at its center was irresistible.
He closed his eyes again.
Silence deep and soothing.
“You do not need to suffer this.” A deep, resonant voice filled the obscurity surrounding him. It encircled his essence like spiraling water, pulling him up from the pit into which he had fallen. He was himself again, vibrant and strong, the spiritual embodiment of mercy in its purest form. Turning slowly, he searched the blackness for the one who spoke.
“I know.” His voice echoed as well.
“They only hurt you because you allow it.” Again, the deep voice echoed into the gloom. He nodded distractedly, the sensation of the absence of pain euphoric.
“I know.” The diffuse light surrounding him shifted from golden-white to murky red.
“I wait.” He suddenly understood. It was the one behind him, waiting to be released, waiting for him to be satisfied that there were no longer any living souls of mercy left among the lost throng of humanity, but he wasn’t convinced this was true. Not yet. He repeated himself more assertively.
“Time grows short.” He understood this as well. He had been given 100 years. If a single soul could not be found in so vast a stretch of time, then it would be accepted that none remained and the final Horseman, Death, would be released. He had waited all this time, but was obviously growing impatient. Squaring his shoulders, Tzadkiel pierced the darkness with his deep violet gaze and spoke formidably.
“100 years has been appointed and I shall not be rushed.” Slowly the murky-red haze diminished back into darkness as a low growl acknowledged the final Horseman’s acceptance that he would continue to wait.
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Two brief excerpts from my current – well, one of two current – Works In Progress. Not entirely sure how to categorize it yet, maybe you can tell me…Its set in the future, AFTER the beginning of the Biblical Apocalypse. It’s about mortals and Immortals, Hate and Love, Fear and Romance. Yes it will have STEAM, Violence, Spirituality and a hint of Dsytopian flair. It tells the story of life after the first 3 Horsemen, Pestilence, War and Famine, have ridden. In the 4 Era after the Great Cataclysm, the final horseman, Death is accompanied by the Archangel of Mercy, who is sent to find at least one person among those who remain who is merciful. He has been searching for almost 100 years….
Year 96 of the 4th Era after the Great Cataclysm: Le Bastion de la Résolution, – Marçais, Olde France
She was only a scullery maid. Nothing. No one. She was as unimportant as the scraps she cleaned up and just as forgettable. She had been her entire life and nothing would ever change that. She knew it and she expected nothing. Ever since she was five years old she understood that those around her were far better than she. Her life was trivial and meaningless; she accepted it.
Those she served were as far above her as she was above the barn rats. Her betters were interesting, beautiful, wealthy, and above all, powerful. When they spoke, others rushed to serve; where they wished to go, others made way. They were inaccessible and inescapable. Officers of the Eminent Protectorate and their families, they outranked even the nobles of the land and none questioned them. The Eminent Protectorate were the elite of society and to serve them was a privilege most could only dream of in a world where poverty was common-place, where being healthy was a rare distinction among the masses of Mortal Plague, and where Time had stopped……..
Every night she could hear the screams. Harrowing, they kept her awake many long nights while she leaned from her small window in the servant’s tower desperately trying to locate their source, but the stone walls of the bastion sent echoes pealing in all directions. They broke her heart, at first, but after many weeks of hearing them she’d grown accustomed to the noise. It wasn’t so much that they didn’t affect her anymore, but she accepted them, just as she accepted her own plight. The Eminent Protectorate could not and would not be questioned about them, or about anything they did, so whoever the poor soul was, they were doomed to bear whatever was happening without any more hope of rescue than she might wish for. Less. ……
Year 86 of the 4th Era after the Great Cataclysm: The Coast of Calais, Olde France
He stood on the vast ocean shore, his back to what was left of a once vibrant land as his brilliant, violet gaze searched the empty miles of gray ocean. His essence listened for any sign of life, a heartbeat remaining among the silence of the deeps, but not a single pulse broke the deathly hush. Pestilence had done his job too well. Nothing remained. All that was once beautiful, colorful and diverse was gone.
The thought pained him and he closed his eyes, bowing his head to mourn what had been sacrificed and all that had been lost. No terns cried upon the ocean breeze; no laughing gulls sang praise to the skies, there was only the sound of the waves rushing and breaking upon the rocky shore and the hollow moan of the wind. Without wings to dance upon it, the air itself seemed barren and grief-stricken. Without the song of the lark to cheer the entrance of the day or the carol of the robin to serenade the evening, the entire earth grieved in heavy silence. The ruddy glimmer of the late day sun, slowly fading into a crimson haze, played through the lengths of his blonde hair and sparkled across the perfection of his features. Standing there at the beginning of such a vast emptiness, he was the most beautiful sight for countless miles.
Behind him, a thunder of hooves pounded across the beach and the curses of men accosted the quietness. He did not turn to face them as they formed a perimeter around him, barricading him against the sea, nor did he immediately answer when they demanded to know who he was; instead, he closed his violet eyes and sighed wearily. Nothing had changed, even after three horrifying cataclysms had shaken the foundations of the world; hate, suspicion and fear still ruled those who remained.
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A Wonderful Introduction to a very unique, exceptionally exciting tale that I highly recommend. I’ve enjoyed Book One and Two myself and am chomping at the bit for the finale 🙂
Well, some might say yes and others might agree with them. However, instead of bombarding people with book links, I wanted to explain why. Why The Eternals and the three books the idea spawned?
Time is such a tiny word to explain such a pivotal force. How important is time to us as those who dwell in it? I can only speak for myself when I say time is precious. But would time be more or less important to those who have all eternity to live? It’s probably fair to say less. What about if after aeons of time, and enjoying every minute of it, someone said your time’s up? Hmm, what then?
Those who are neither human nor vampire, those…
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NOW AVAILABLE IN PAPERBACK AND KINDLE FORMATS. Life is a collection of colours when all you’ve known is night. Sir Walter Merryweather Eternals exist beneath the Arctic ice, a secretive albino breed. A domain of ruby half-light and absolute night, patrolled by orcas intent on killing all within, Hvit is a city to avoid. Jean, […]
I’ve read the first book, The Eternals, and it was fantastic. Cannot wait to dive into Book Two. Vampires, Sci-Fi with a touch of Steampunk, Action, and a hint of romance, You really Cant Go Wrong!
I was delighted when The Novel Writing Festival recently interviewed me about the Dark Fey Trilogy and my other writing. I Hope you will enjoy it as well : )
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Cynthia A. Morgan is the creator of the mythical realm of Jyndari and author of the epic fantasy Dark Fey Trilogy, which draws readers into a mystical realm of primordial forests, magic and the lives of Light-loving and Darkness-revering Feykind. Not to be confused with pixies or “Tinkerbell” type fairies, the feyfolk of Jyndari are winged beings the size of any human who live in a realm where tradition, magic, and spirituality are fundamentals of everyday life. Reviews of Dark Fey continue to earn 5 stars by lovers of fantasy as well as readers who do not typically enjoy that genre. Compared to a fantasy version of a play by Shakespeare, “Dark Fey The Reviled” is a brutally beautiful story of Love, Hope, and finding Peace in the Darkness.
Interview with Cynthia A. Morgan
Matthew Toffolo: What is the general theme and tone of your novels?
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I know, I know, its not a Rhyme of any Kind, but its Fantasy 🙂
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in Celebration of the Launch of Book Two of the Dark Fey Trilogy: Standing In Shadows! Besides picking up a fantastic (if I do say so myself) read, you can hob-nob with a few other writers, enjoy a couple fun games, enter into as many giveaways going on throughout the weekend as you can manage! OH and, of course, be entered into the drawing for the GRAND PRIZE!!
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Of course, you will need to order/Pre-order a copy of Dark Fey: Standing in Shadows – (Once ordered/Pre-ordered, comment below that you’ve done it and pls include the last 4# of your conf. number just for clarification purposes)
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Pre-Ordering the eBook will enter your name into the drawing for the Grand Prize Once.
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Just a brief update: For those of you who ordered a signed copy of “Dark Fey, The Reviled” through the mail with me, they have been posted and are on their way to you 🙂 I do hope you will enjoy reading this first installment of my Dark Fey Trilogy. Do please let me know what you think!
If you have not yet ordered a signed copy, but would like one, they are still available. Please contact me via https://www.facebook.com/booknvolume for details.
And for those of you who simply want to read the book, it can be found through the links provided below.
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