Book Excerpt from Lunula

September 26, 2013 at 12:22 am Leave a comment

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I’m hosting an excerpt today from YA fantasy novel “Lunula”. The book sounds like a great read. Enjoy the snippet!

Book Excerpt

I unhooked the front of my cape, letting it fall to the stone floor at my feet, and shivering as the cold air hit the skin on my shoulders. I still wore only the loose white gown, but if I was burned by this liquid, I wanted to heal as swiftly as possible without the cape in my way. I took hesitant steps across the silent tunnel until I stood before the alcove. It rested at the height of my shoulder. I took a deep breath through my nose, braced myself, and plunged my hand into the hole.

As the shock of the water hitting my arm registered, my fingers closed around the cold necklace. I pulled my hand from the space, clutching the artifact, and grasped my arm to heal it.

But there was nothing to heal. I blinked in shock, wondering if it could really have been that easy, and swiveled to look at the guards. “It didn’t burn me.”

They looked just as perplexed as I felt. Before they could comment there was a change in the weight of the artifact, and then a trickle of sand started from my palm to the floor. The lunula had completely disintegrated into a fine, golden dust, and the sensation of the many grains being sucked from my hand caused me to drop the remains suddenly. The dust fell to the rough surface of the floor and then slithered quickly into a crack no wider than a hair.

“What the—?” I peered at the crack, noticing that the dust didn’t stop falling into it, and that it was now a gray color. The crack began to widen, and I realized that the stone floor itself was disintegrating into granules of sand that fell into the ever-widening crack. With a gigantic thump, the floor below me shifted, and all at once the stone ground became sand, falling into the crack that steadily grew into a giant rift as the floor unraveled. I stumbled backwards, motioning for the guards to leave. “Run!” I called.

My feet were sucked into the sand, halting any progress. I felt my body pulled toward the crack, and my heart hammered in panic as I fought against the current. Before I disappeared into the rift, I saw the elven soldiers scrambling from the advancing, crumbling stone. I felt my body go weightless, and a scream burst from my throat as I fell for several seconds in the complete darkness.

My cry for help cut off when I suddenly felt solid ground under my feet. My legs took my weight, and my breath came in short gasps as I attempted to right my senses. I was in absolute darkness, and the only sound was my breathing.

Then a beam of light shot through the darkness to illuminate an earthen bowl on the dirt ground. The light looked like a beam from the moon, but it appeared from the darkness, rather than coming from an obvious source.

Steadying my breaths with a hand to my chest, I straightened and walked toward the bowl.

Evidently the priest who placed the lunula in the alcove did not want it to be easy to retrieve. The bowl, simple and brown, made from crude clay, held nothing in it. I bent on one knee to examine the piece, and noted a design etched onto the bottom of the inside. As I stared at it, comprehension dawned, and I recognized a language. It must have been very old, though, because I did not recognize it from anything I had come across before. It only took a moment before I grasped the meaning: The purer the vessel, the easier to see the gift within.

I could see nothing else where I crouched, and didn’t dare leave the light to blindly search the surrounding area. I was meant to do something significant with this bowl, but what? I picked up the heavy vessel, and it lifted easily. There was nothing underneath. I placed it back down on the packed dirt earth, sat back on my haunches, and repeated the phrase out loud in its original language.

The bowl began to slowly fill with water, and I lurched forward on my knees, bending over it and watching anxiously as the clear, almost blue water slowly rose to the top. When the water reached the precipice of nearly spilling over, I saw a shimmer at the bottom. After hesitantly testing the water with my finger, and finding that it didn’t burn me, I plunged my hand into the cool, clear liquid. My hand closed over a round object.

When I pulled it out, it was not the lunula as I had hoped. It was a glass sphere, just big enough that I could fully close my hand around it. As I stood, the sphere began to glow. The space around me illuminated, and so I moved forward, lighting my way with the golden aura of the magical sphere. The bauble was warm against my skin in contrast to the penetrating cold in the air around me. In the dim light I could see the vapors of my breath swirling into the darkness.

Although the light illuminated the ground, I didn’t see anything ahead of me until a black stone archway loomed over me. I followed the curve of its structure with my eyes before leaning forward to search the darkness through it. The ball didn’t give off enough light to see what lay ahead. My heart pumped so loudly it was the only thing I could hear. Inhaling a fortifying breath, I stepped through the archway.

 Lunula

Lunula font 2cTitle: Lunula

Author: Alyssa Auch

Genre: YA Fantasy

The witch knows he will hunt her.

If history repeats itself, as it always does, Wynn will have no choice but to cross paths with her feared counterpart, the warlock. If given the chance, he would kill Wynn, absorbing her aura and obtaining ultimate power. In a desperate attempt to outrun destiny, Wynn moves from place to place, hoping to stray from the map laid out by the Fates. But by chance, on an urgent errand for Queen Alexandria herself, Wynn finds she has fallen into the hands of the one man she so hopelessly fled from. Now his captive, Wynn must guard her secret and that of her kingdom, or risk bringing forth a dark age not seen in hundreds of years.

Author Bio

authorAlyssa Auch was born and raised in Pennsylvania with loving parents and three hilarious younger siblings. Her imagination was sparked by the lush, green forests and bright colors of her home that often spoke of other worlds only found in the magic of writing. She brought that inspiration into the fantasy novels she so loves to create.

Currently, Alyssa is a senior at Brigham Young University-Idaho studying Marriage and Family Relations with a minor in English. She is married to her High School sweetheart, and they have three beautiful children who keep them both very occupied. Although her novels are often written in the late hours of the night and during cherished naptime blocks, she devotes a very special part of herself to the power of words and love of storytelling.

Links

Lunula Purchase Links

Publisher Site

http://www.caliburnbook.com/

Amazon

http://www.amazon.com/Lunula-ebook/dp/B009NINDRC/ref=sr_1_1_bnp_1_kin?ie=UTF8&qid=1374095002&sr=8-1&keywords=Lunula

Barnes and Noble

http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/lunula-alyssa-auch/1114110286?ean=2940016079295

Smashwords

http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/246157

Author Contact

Blog: http://alyssaauch.blogspot.com

Email: alyssaauch@yahoo.com

Facebook: www.facebook.com/alyssaauchwrites

Twitter: @alyssa_auch

Giveaway

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Goodreads giveaway: http://www.goodreads.com/giveaway/show/66259-lunula-irador-series-1?utm_medium=email&utm_source=giveaway_approved

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