Book Excerpt
I made my way back through the underbrush. I’d
just reached the path when I heard something crashing through the forest.
Whatever it was, it was a lot bigger than a mouse. Then the crashing sounds
ceased. I stopped and looked around but couldn’t see anything. Curious and
uneasy, I stepped onto the packed dirt. I froze. Standing on the path between
the village and me was a great, shaggy beast. A curved horn grew out of its
snout. It had feet the size of dinner plates ringed by wicked-looking claws.
And it was staring at me.
It bellowed, stood on its hind legs and then
charged.
The world seemed to slow to a crawl. I screamed,
a long, drawn-out sound, hurled my bag into the underbrush and ran. Even though
I had the speed of the Devi, I sensed it gaining on me. I imagined its hot
breath on my neck. Unless I did something and fast, I wasn’t going to make it
out of the forest alive.
Up ahead, I spied a tree that looked sturdy
enough to hold me and put on a burst of speed. When I reached it, I leapt into
its branches and started climbing. Higher and higher I climbed. When I dared
look down the beast was snarling and clawing at the tree trunk as if to tear it
apart. I said a prayer to Astoreth. Then it started shaking the tree so hard I
nearly lost my grip. Squeezing my eyes shut I screamed again and again and hung
on for dear life.
Crack!
A roar of pain. The shaking stopped. I heard the
beast crashing away through the forest. I opened my eyes to see Teger standing
about twenty šīzu from my tree, his usual scowl on his face. “Moreva, come down
from there!”
I shook my head.
I watched him move closer. He must have seen the
look of terror on my face because his hard expression melted into concern.
“Moreva,” he said, his deep, gravelly voice gentle. “Come down, Moreva.”
I looked in the direction where the beast had
gone. I couldn’t see it, but I knew it was still out there. I shook my head a
second time.
“It’s not coming back, Moreva. It’s all right to
come down now. Besides, I’ve got my rifle so if it does come back, I’ll just
shoot it again.”
Well, that made sense.
About the Book
Title: The Moreva of Astoreth
Author: Roxanne Bland
Genre: Science Fiction
In the world-building tradition of Andre Norton, Anne McCaffrey and Ursula K. LeGuin, The Moreva of Astoreth
is a blend of science fiction, romance, and adventure in a unique,
richly imagined imperialistic society in which gods and science are
indelibly intertwined. It is the story of priestess, scientist, and
healer Moreva Tehi, the spoiled, headstrong granddaughter of a powerful
goddess who is temporarily exiled from Temple life in her beloved desert
home to a volatile far northern corner of the planet for neglecting to
perform her sacred duty, only to venture into dangerous realms of banned
experimentation, spiritual rebirth, and fervent, forbidden love.
Author Bio
Roxanne
Bland grew up in Washington, D.C., where she discovered strange and
wonderful new worlds through her local public library and bookstores.
These and other life experiences have convinced her that reality is
highly overrated. Ms. Bland lives in Rosedale, Maryland with her Great
Dane, Daisy Mae.
Links
Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/Roxanne2
Twitter: https://twitter.com/RoxanneBland2
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