Shameless Self-Promotion
This is my world.
When I was eight years old I became self aware. My nanny told me fairy tales and I fell in love with the world of fantasy. But I began to realize that JACK was a giant-killer, climbed the beanstalk, be nimble and JILL came tumbling after. I knew that I was different. Somebody told me that Cinderella was a wonderful story. She was a maid who had the right shoe size. I wanted to be the giant-killer.
The media showed me Arthur, Robin, Jason, Sinbad, Aladdin, Zorro, Bond, Tarzan, Mowgli and an eternal list of heroic men and women like Isis, Diana Prince and Jamie Summers were few and far between. Of course we cannot forget the most marvelous Emma Peel. When I saw heroic women they were all bouncy, beautiful and never broke a nail. That wasn't me.
Luckily for me, my sister was reading The Lord of the Rings in school and told me the story as she read it.
And there I found a woman with a sword that I could relate to better.
It occurred to me, at the ripe old age of eight, while watching a special about the history of television; while watching Betty Furness sell Frigidaires... that TV shows are the crap between the commercials and if I wanted to find out the truth I had to read and I liked to read.
An eight year old reading a book is like an eight year old with the plague to most other eight year olds.
I am comfortable with my onlyness.
I was in England and my nanny told me wonderful fairy tales full of magic and dragons and monsters. I wanted so much to be those heroes but I never wanted to be a man. I had to find women like me.
I found vampires, vixens, tramps, she-devils and all sorts of fascinating characters. It occurred to me then that these women weren’t me, or weren’t what I aspired to in my dreams and fantasies. I also decided that I would write my own fantasy tale. With the elements that I feel are exciting. I gave birth to The Mothersource Cycle in sixth grade.
I am an avid reader, writer, performer, actor and audience because I found out that I had inherited little or none of the athletic abilities of the rest of my family. I am an artist. I decided to start from scratch; what is the beginning? (I was going through some religious turmoil at the time). So I read the Bible.
What I found then was that to create a world one had to create a Bible (of sorts) for that world. Then it became about understanding the Deities and Demigods of our own past. That was a lot of fun but made me seem even more plague ridden as a child. I knew that I would have to create this story on my own, with no support from anybody.
To begin at the beginning in the beginning when it began...
Part One of The Mothersource Cycle: The Tale of Chadizah
The Tale of Chadizah begins in the distant future with a young woman who is on the verge of her destiny named Adula Zabadu. As in all things to see the future one must know the past, and her past, the roots of her destiny are begun with a seed some thirteen hundred cycles (years) before her birth. She visits the High Librarian of Agrippa and is told the story of the birth of her great ancestor Lodiva Graze, who is also called Chadizah. The Tale of Chadizah is the first part of an account of the history of the world of Lyantho.
Lyantho is by no means a perfect world, it is, like any a world fraught with hardships and traumas and people coping with real prophesies and their inabilities to drastically alter destiny.
"I do not hate men; they simply do not exist in this particular universe."
"Lyantho is not our world, it is my world."
-Shanna
When I was eight years old I became self aware. My nanny told me fairy tales and I fell in love with the world of fantasy. But I began to realize that JACK was a giant-killer, climbed the beanstalk, be nimble and JILL came tumbling after. I knew that I was different. Somebody told me that Cinderella was a wonderful story. She was a maid who had the right shoe size. I wanted to be the giant-killer.
The media showed me Arthur, Robin, Jason, Sinbad, Aladdin, Zorro, Bond, Tarzan, Mowgli and an eternal list of heroic men and women like Isis, Diana Prince and Jamie Summers were few and far between. Of course we cannot forget the most marvelous Emma Peel. When I saw heroic women they were all bouncy, beautiful and never broke a nail. That wasn't me.
Luckily for me, my sister was reading The Lord of the Rings in school and told me the story as she read it.
And there I found a woman with a sword that I could relate to better.
It occurred to me, at the ripe old age of eight, while watching a special about the history of television; while watching Betty Furness sell Frigidaires... that TV shows are the crap between the commercials and if I wanted to find out the truth I had to read and I liked to read.
An eight year old reading a book is like an eight year old with the plague to most other eight year olds.
I am comfortable with my onlyness.
I was in England and my nanny told me wonderful fairy tales full of magic and dragons and monsters. I wanted so much to be those heroes but I never wanted to be a man. I had to find women like me.
I found vampires, vixens, tramps, she-devils and all sorts of fascinating characters. It occurred to me then that these women weren’t me, or weren’t what I aspired to in my dreams and fantasies. I also decided that I would write my own fantasy tale. With the elements that I feel are exciting. I gave birth to The Mothersource Cycle in sixth grade.
I am an avid reader, writer, performer, actor and audience because I found out that I had inherited little or none of the athletic abilities of the rest of my family. I am an artist. I decided to start from scratch; what is the beginning? (I was going through some religious turmoil at the time). So I read the Bible.
What I found then was that to create a world one had to create a Bible (of sorts) for that world. Then it became about understanding the Deities and Demigods of our own past. That was a lot of fun but made me seem even more plague ridden as a child. I knew that I would have to create this story on my own, with no support from anybody.
To begin at the beginning in the beginning when it began...
Part One of The Mothersource Cycle: The Tale of Chadizah
The Tale of Chadizah begins in the distant future with a young woman who is on the verge of her destiny named Adula Zabadu. As in all things to see the future one must know the past, and her past, the roots of her destiny are begun with a seed some thirteen hundred cycles (years) before her birth. She visits the High Librarian of Agrippa and is told the story of the birth of her great ancestor Lodiva Graze, who is also called Chadizah. The Tale of Chadizah is the first part of an account of the history of the world of Lyantho.
Lyantho is by no means a perfect world, it is, like any a world fraught with hardships and traumas and people coping with real prophesies and their inabilities to drastically alter destiny.
"I do not hate men; they simply do not exist in this particular universe."
"Lyantho is not our world, it is my world."
-Shanna
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