Bagsu, his
name alone strikes fear in the Guardian Nation.
What can cause one twin, destined to take his father’s place as a priest turn evil and lead a crusade to dominate the human race while the other fights to save mankind?
Finally, secrets are revealed when Bagsu leads us back in time to the land of New Tuat. Experience first hand what really happened to Bagsu and Gabriel long before they became immortal, when twin brothers were the best of friends.
What can cause one twin, destined to take his father’s place as a priest turn evil and lead a crusade to dominate the human race while the other fights to save mankind?
Finally, secrets are revealed when Bagsu leads us back in time to the land of New Tuat. Experience first hand what really happened to Bagsu and Gabriel long before they became immortal, when twin brothers were the best of friends.
EXCERPT:
“Bagsu, can
you come here for a minute? I can’t make out this symbol?”
I set down
my brush, join her on the blanket and look at what she is pointing to. I stare
down at the scroll; the glyph is unlike anything I have ever seen. My mind
begins to distort the image and suddenly it dawns on me this isn’t just a
single glyph. No, it is a combination of glyphs carefully laid on top of one
another.
“Let me see
this.” I take a blank piece of papyrus and begin to draw out each glyph
separately. A hand, a bird, a lion, a
curtain, a feather, a crown and other glyphs are quickly revealed. “Death will
fall upon our beloved king.” I can’t believe what I am reading. Have we
discovered a plot to kill Asar or is this a made up story similar to Isis and
the Scorpions? Is that why this scribe was erased from history? Nefer-her
watches closely, waiting for me to finish the drawings and the translation.
Sadly, I cannot make out the final three glyphs; they are hidden behind the
others. What message was this scribe trying to send? And if he was involved in
such a plot, why would he leave hints behind for someone like us to find?
“Nefer-her,
have you found any other glyphs like this one, ones that you can’t make out or
are overlaid with other glyphs?”
“No, this
was the first, but I still have lots of scrolls to go through. I’ve barely made
a dent in the chest.”
“Well, keep
at it and let me know if you do.”
I take my
leave and return to working on the wall although the words of the unknown
scribe continue to haunt me. Hopefully before too long, we will discover more
about the Ancient known as Khnemitti and what he meant by leaving such a
message behind. I’ve thought about asking one of the teachers at the school or
my father if they have ever heard of such a man, but have remained silent. If
he was erased from our history, our ancestors must have had good reason.
Sometimes silence is the best course of action. It also makes for an exciting
mystery; one we hope to uncover together.
In all this
time, I have yet to go beyond the room Nefer-her works in. Didn’t she mention
the burial chamber when she first told me of the cave? What did she find in
there? Why hasn’t she shown it to me?
“Nefer-her?”
“Yes Bagsu.”
“What’s
lays behind the door to the burial chamber?” I set my brushes down and rejoin
her in the smaller of the two rooms again.
“I’m not
really sure. When I first discovered this place, I peered in, but remained in
this room after seeing the sarcophagus in there. I guess I was afraid.”
“So you’ve
never opened the door and looked around. You’ve never explored the rest of the
cave?”
“No. Part
of me thought it would be disrespectful to look upon someone’s burial chamber.”
“I can
understand that. It’s just that the more we discover the more questions find
their way into my mind. If Khnemitti were truly an Ancient, he wouldn’t need a
sarcophagus, would he?”
“Not from
what I know about the old ones. They are immortal.”
AUTHOR INFO:
With a love
for history, Native American author V.S. Nelson, instructed elementary, high
school and college in the U.S. and abroad before launching her second writing
career.
V has been
a story-teller all her life, always creating stories about people discovering
the courage to make a difference. This drove her into writing her paranormal
series centering on strong relationships and led her to coin the term: Ancient
Legends, New Worlds.
She is well
known for her “time management and sprint style writing,” producing well over
five thousand words daily - consecutively.
V is
available for speaking engagements, appearances and is more than willing to
share her methodology with others in a variety of workshops.
A member of
three RWA chapters she sits on several committees and judges writing contests
across the states.
In Jan,
2013, Eternal Lovers, the first book in her eleven book paranormal series,
Sekhmet’s Guardians launched with a fury. Being a series reader herself, she
has held true to her promise by releasing no less than two books in the series
per year in addition to her other work.
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Thank you for hosting Eternal Tuat (and me) today. Always, V.
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