THE GODS OF GARRAN
by Meredith Skye
Once the Borrai, the Gods of Garran, walked among the people, taming the wind and the fiery mountains. Then invaders came from the sky and killed the gods--destroying all who opposed them. A hundred years have passed since the Invaders came from the sky--an advanced alien race known as the Chanden. Now, having suffered many grievances at the hand of the aliens, the tribesmen rise up to find the god-stones and revive the ancient powers of the Borrai--and reclaim their world.
When the Chanden learn of this, they send a spy to infiltrate the Garrans--a young woman named Asta, who has her own reasons for hating the Garrans. She begins to realize that they are dealing with a real power and not a superstition when they get close to finding the god-stones. Can the Chanden be in the wrong?
Slowly, Moorhen made his way toward the group. It sounded like ten or more people. He readied his bow.
The band of men stopped moving, perhaps to camp for the night. Moorhen heard raucous laughter. Would expert warriors be foolish enough to get openly drunk in an unprotected place, even if their spirits were high because of a good hunt?
As Moorhen peered out from a new vantage point, he froze. These men were no clansmen. They weren't even Garran--but Chanden. His heart pumped faster. What were they doing so far from any city? Men like that seldom ventured this far out, except to seek out trouble.
They hadn't seen him. He'd make his way back to the ravine--then he could leave unseen. The Chanden were not good hunters, but their weapons were deadly.
As Moorhen started back, he heard a cry amidst the laughter, a word or two in Garran. Moorhen turned, recognizing his brother Norbi's voice. Quickly Moorhen climbed to a vantage point where he could see the men clearly. In their midst Moorhen saw his little brother struggling against them. Two of the Chanden men hit Norbi and kicked him. From the shape his brother was in, the Chanden must have had him for a while.
Moorhen's blood grew hot. Without stopping to think, he aimed his bow at the tallest man who was tormenting his brother and shot. The arrow hit and the man fell. Realizing they were not alone, the Chanden looked around.
Moorhen shot again. Another Chanden fell.
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AN INTERVIEW WITH MEREDITH
-What made you want to write?
I'm not sure what made me want to write. I've always wanted to do it, ever since I was a little girl. I loved to come home after school and watch Star Trek. Also, I loved to read, especially science fiction and fantasy. I read the Hobbit and the Lord of the Rings very early.
-What draws you to fantasy?
I think that it's the lure of the fantastic. The complication of alien people, strange races and unknown lands. I like it when anything can happen, or when you don't know what lies down the bend in the road.
-Name a fun fact you learned researching this project.
One thing that I did a little research on for my book, The Gods of Garran, was on Gaia (mother Earth). This is the concept that the Earth itself is a living being. Is it a sentient being? Could a planet be sentient? These are interesting questions. I see the planet of Garran as such a place, a living creature, that contains sentient aspects or abilities. It reaches out in psychic communication to the creatures living on it, especially through the Borrai, 7 beings who were once consider the "gods of Garran.”
-Which of your characters would you go out for drinks with?
I'd go out for a drink with Moorhen. He isn't too complicated. He's straightforward and he doesn't lie, not very well. He'd tell me if he had a problem with me. And if we got into trouble—he'd have my back.
-For aspiring writers, any tips?
For aspiring writers, my advice would be to keep the flow of writing going. It's easy to get bogged down in rewriting, for years and years, but you can lose the flow of a story by then. I'm not saying you shouldn't polish your works—you should. But don't close off your creativity and refuse to write the ideas that are blooming in your brain because you are still rewriting the novel you wrote years ago.
-Is there a genre you could never write? Which and why?
Never say never. Considering that, I might say romance. Personally I don't like the romance genre, mostly because it's not very complicated. It doesn't hold my interest or spark my imagination. Then again, maybe I'm reading the wrong romance books. That's not to say that I don't have some romance in my books.
Meredith Skye began writing fiction in elementary school and always wanted to be a novelist. She was fascinated by tales of the fantastic and bizarre.
She loves to travel. She has a fascination with the Middle Ages and loves swords, medieval costumes, castles and ancient lifestyles. She enjoys Celtic art and music.
She's a vivid dreamer and many of her dreams come back to life in her novels.
Meredith Skye has a B.A. from the University of Utah in Film Studies.
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