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Fyrnlosing is a world of my own creation. The name is drawn from Old Saxon and means,
roughly, lost to destruction. It is the site of the book I am currently writing,
tentatively titled "The Broken Land". The book (which hopefully is the start of a series)
asks the question: What is left of a world with both technology and magic a thousand years
after an explosion tears the world apart?
As time went on they became bored with each other's company so they began creating other beings that had the ability to think, to speak, and most of all, to create new things. All agreed this was a wonderful idea since there was a great deal of land and very few gods. Read More.
The Calling. - "Where am I?", thought the girl, confused as she looked down at her sore foot - sore because she'd just cut it on a sharp stone.
The last she remembered she'd been in bed, exhausted after all the chores her mother set her were finally complete.
"How did I get HERE?", she thought. For she was just beyond her own front garden.
"I was asleep", she mused. "But there was a lake, a beautiful peaceful lake with trees all around. And a voice that semed almost a song."
"What did it say?" Read More.
The Birth of Fyrnlosing
Lights burning, platforms floating in air,
Magic waiting, sourced in land so fair,
Power calls power, high in the tower,
Greatness desiring, they should beware.