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A preview of Chapter One, from: "The Enslaved"


From a distance, Pad Zeneral shown like a giant pearl set into the cliff side. A city of lush parks, fountains, sculptures and of course, temples. One for each of the 21 main gods or goddess of the Padira-Chief among them at the center of the city on its second highest spot was Z’Mad’s temple with its circular dome roof topped and rimmed in gold. White marble columns standing over 8 meters tall each lining either side of the path leading to the two, 5 meter tall doors made of the almost black schiran wood.

All of the temples were architecturally of the same type here in the city though, Z’Mad’s was by far the largest. This was only fitting in Garvel’s mind. One could not expect He (SHE) who was Chief of all Gods to possess anything less.

Reaching the entrance, Garvel turned and looked out at the city. From Z’Mad’s temple standing at the second highest point of the city one could view almost everything, from the parks and temples with their own gardens and sculpture courts, to the arena with its adjacent training grounds and barracks or the Padiran honor guard. Garvel could not help but allow himself a slight smile as the realization struck home that second only to the Gods, he, Garvel son of a lowly herdsman was now the most powerful being here.

Turning to enter the temple where he would go to his private quarters to freshen up, meditate and pray, Garvel gave little thought to the huge circular complex of glass, and stone that stood at the highest level of the city. That, he knew was the place where the Gods congregated to discuss, debate and decide the fate of his world and therefore, none of his concern.
From a distance, Pad Zeneral shown like a giant pearl set into the cliff side. A city of lush parks, fountains, sculptures and of course, temples. One for each of the 21 main gods or goddess of the Padira-Chief among them at the center of the city on its second highest spot was Z’Mad’s temple with its circular dome roof topped and rimmed in gold. White marble columns standing over 8 meters tall each lining either side of the path leading to the two, 5 meter tall doors made of the almost black schiran wood. All of the temples were architecturally of the same type here in the city though, Z’Mad’s was by far the largest. This was only fitting in Garvel’s mind. One could not expect He (SHE) who was Chief of all Gods to possess anything less. Reaching the entrance, Garvel turned and looked out at the city. From Z’Mad’s temple standing at the second highest point of the city one could view almost everything, from the parks and temples with their own gardens and sculpture courts, to the arena with its adjacent training grounds and barracks or the Padiran honor guard. Garvel could not help but allow himself a slight smile as the realization struck home that second only to the Gods, he, Garvel son of a lowly herdsman was now the most powerful being here. Turning to enter the temple where he would go to his private quarters to freshen up, meditate and pray, Garvel gave little thought to the huge circular complex of glass, and stone that stood at the highest level of the city. That, he knew was the place where the Gods congregated to discuss, debate and decide the fate of his world and therefore, none of his concern.
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"Why do you rule as Azkil, Z'han?" Z'han took a step back. She understood the question itself, she simply had no idea as to why it was asked. Z'han nervously fidgeted with her father's ring, which, even resized to fit her slender fingers, still felt way too big for her. "Because it is my responsibility, my right to do so." She fought to keep herself steady as Oscal regarded her cooly. His blue eyes bored into her as he delivered yet another blow to her self-esteem. "Is it, Z'han...is it really?"
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"Why do you rule as Azkil, Z'han?" Z'han took a step back. She understood the question itself, she simply had no idea as to why it was asked. Z'han nervously fidgeted with her father's ring, which, even resized to fit her slender fingers, still felt way too big for her. "Because it is my responsibility, my right to do so." She fought to keep herself steady as Oscal regarded her cooly. His blue eyes bored into her as he delivered yet another blow to her self-esteem. "Is it, Z'han...is it really?"