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A mountain camp - by MeganeRid from Lucasart

A mountain camp – by MeganeRid from Lucasart

The following poem, author unknown, was found on a Flashdrive preserved beneath the ruins of Old London, excavated by the Northern Nations Archaeologist Team in 2237, over two hundred years after the Great Invasion.  The poem is now displayed in the Renaissance Museum as a poignant reminder of the Lost Years.

A New Creed

The sun rises, and sets, and the world turns
In the clear sky, and if I close my eyes
I can hear the birds sing their happy lie,
Though Paris has fallen, and London burns,
 
 And in the smoke-stained streets men lie rotting,
Unburied, unshriven, easy pickings
For the Tower crows.  Shakespeare and Dickens
Wouldn’t let this heartbreak be forgotten,
 
They would immortalise that historic
Day when our green and precious Earth, our home,
Was invaded, when, although unwelcome,
They darkened our skies with their great warships,
 
That momentous day, when all working men
Took to the streets with spades and kitchen knives
And fought to defend their homes, gave their lives
For their wives and children, fought even when
 
The black soldiers outnumbered them ten to
One, till they fell in lines like dominoes,
While the women wept for their dead heroes.
Then it was their turn, as the cold wind blew
 
Down the death-filled streets, to try and protect
Their sobbing children, the screaming babies,
To the acrid end.  All died.  Though maybe
There are others, like me, in this crushed, wrecked
 
World, who have survived.  But we are scattered,
Homeless, hungry, frightened and so alone
In this alien world of death, bleached bone
And burned flesh.  Our tender souls are battered
 
Beyond repair, suppressed.  We can’t go back
To what we were.  We are now a new breed
Of man, with a new goal and a new creed,
To finish the soldiers, the beasts in black.
 
We will fight on, no matter what the cost,
Though all is lost, and all will ever be lost.
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photo.phpFreya is a lifelong fan of science fiction and fantasy, as well as a dedicated gamer. She has a deep and abiding fascination for the history and archaeology of the middle ages and spent many hours as a teenager writing out notecards detailing the battles of the Wars of the Roses, or moping around museums looking at ancient skeletons, bits of rusted iron and broken pots. She lives in the glorious country of New Zealand Aotearoa, where the countryside was made to inspire fantasy writers and filmmakers, and where they brew the best coffee in the world.

Heartwood is her debut epic fantasy novel and the sequel, Sunstone, will be released very soon, at the end of March in the US and 3rd April in the UK. Sunstone takes the story forward into three different timelines from 22 years later to hundreds of years in the future, further exploring and deepening the themes of religion and how the land and the people are one. If you love epic fantasy filled with adventure, high stakes, battles, and romance, this may be the series for you!

Question 1: Please name your favourite cake1961652_10152203927862156_1923033838_n

What a great question! Mississippi mud cake.

Question 2: Please name your favourite villain

Wile E. Coyote.

Question 3: A stranger walks up to you on the street, hands you a briefcase and says “You know what to do”. How do you react?

Open it, pocket the money, change the photo on the passport and throw the rest in the river. (Actually I’d probably take it to the Police Station but that sounds a bit dull.)

18209471Question 4: What’s your most preferred question from a fan/interviewer?

Ooh, anything! Being interviewed is always exciting. But especially something that proves that the person interviewing has read and liked the book – the ultimate compliment!

Question 5: What’s your least preferred question from a fan/interviewer?

There’s very little I won’t talk about, LOL! Except politics. 😀

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