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Patricia Reding
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SELECT
Science Fiction & Fantasy
Author Insight
Countless Souls
What's the oldest human-created place you've ever visited? What city or building? What streets did you walk? Of what were they made? What cemeteries did you see and how crumbled or difficult-to-read were the headstones there? Not only do we each have our own histories and experiences, but so too do the places we visit and in which we reside. So too, do the objects we find there. Long-inhabited places have always held a certain charm for me. When I experience them, I notice physical aspects, of course. But I also feel what I regard as the spiritual aspects of such places and the things in them. Perhaps when I know that I'm in a place that has a long history, I subconsciously tune into the non-physical aspects of the place. Have you ever experienced a place in which countless souls have gone before you? Did you witness the grooves in the steps that they left behind? How did that make you feel?
Book Excerpt
SELECT
Once done, they made their way to the City of Light. Upon their arrival, they headed straight to sanctuary.
Many Oosian cities hosted a sanctuary, the most notable being the one at Polesk. The first building of its kind, the Select had raised it after they left their former lands where others had enslaved and imprisoned them, and came to rest in the place they called Oosa. Eventually, those who moved to the City of Light designed their sanctuary after the one in Polesk. Situated on a hill in the center of a large estate, reminiscent of a park, the grounds sat in the midst of the oldest part of the city. Glistening in the late afternoon sunlight, sanctuary stood out like a beacon to anyone who sought refuge from worldly pains and cares.
The women stopped in the stables where they arranged for their horses to be cared for. Then they headed for the main building. The staircase that directed visitors to its front doors, rose up before them. Deep grooves, indentations that testified to the countless souls that had come and gone before, marked each step.
At the top of the stairs, they got their bearings. A walkway to one side lead to a library and research center. On the other side, a path ran to a training center where young Oathtakers had over the centuries, spent years in training. Each hoped that one day, Ehyeh would call him to serve a member of the Select. Gardens, topiaries, benches and tables, dotted the grounds. Followers, scholars, and visitors, leisurely made their way from place to place.
The women waded through the crowds toward the main building.
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