There Comes a Prophet by David Litwack
Release Date: 07/09/2012
Publisher: Double Dragon Publishing
Who among us will cast aside a comfortable existence and risk death to follow a dream? A world kept peaceful for a thousand years by the magic of the ruling vicars. But a threat lurks from a violent past. Wizards from the darkness have hidden their sorcery in a place called the keep and left a trail of clues that have never been solved. Nathaniel has grown up longing for more but unwilling to challenge the vicars. Until his friend Thomas is taken for a teaching, the mysterious coming-of-age ritual. Thomas returns but with his dreams ripped away. When Orah is taken next, Nathaniel tries to rescue her and ends up in the prisons of Temple City. There he meets the first keeper of the ancient clues. But when he seeks the keep, what he finds is not magic at all. If he reveals the truth, the words of the book of light might come to pass: “If there comes among you a prophet saying ‘Let us return to the darkness,’ you shall stone him, because he has sought to thrust you away from the light.”
Today I have three short excerpts for you :)
The Longing “Is this what you want me to do, Orah, run like a coward?” “Not to run, but to be careful, especially with the vicar so near.” “Only one in three are taken.” “It’s not worth the risk, Nathaniel. Or have you forgotten the look of those who have been taught? The far off stare, the dreams seemingly ripped away.” Dreams ripped away. What good were dreams if they stayed unfulfilled? Since coming of age the month before, Nathaniel had brooded on one thought — life was passing him by.
The Teaching Thomas stared out, trying to see to the opposite wall. It had to be close, because he could feel his boots pressing against it. But try as he would, he couldn’t penetrate the darkness. There was no glimmer to help, only the darkest dark he’d ever known. No moon, no stars, no hint of light. A dark to haunt one’s dreams. Sometimes, he’d startle to the grating of the ceiling cover being removed. Light would pour into the room, flooding him with exhilaration…He’d stand, stretch his stiff limbs and look into the plump faces of the vicars surrounding him, seniors all with their decorated hats. They, in turn, would look down on him sympathetically before beginning a litany of the horrors of the darkness.
The Secret Nathaniel had forgotten his dilemma. The idea of the keep had awakened something in him he thought he’d lost forever. “But who’ll solve the puzzle?” “The founders of the keep believed a new generation would arise that would seek the truth at all costs, even at the risk of their lives. Some few from that generation would take the lead. These would be called seekers, and their task would be to solve the puzzle and rediscover the keep.” “But what’s in the keep?” “The chain started so long ago, Nathaniel. Even the keepers don’t know any more. The keep may not even exist.” “Ancient magic?” “More. Something the Temple fears. Something that might change the world.” Nathaniel’s hands were shaking. I’d be a seeker if I could.
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