"Fantasy fiction comes in many different shades and genres. Innovative author Ada M. Stone has stood out from the pack with her creative writing and world building skills. These are presented at their best in the new release “The Portal to Thenitiwan: The Gateway: A Girl’s Journey into an Ancient Mythical Past”, PR Underground
Over 9,000 years ago, an ancient spiritual energy leaks through a link in time entering Thenitiwan, destroying the barrier between the past and future. The spirit enters a host or Hawopas to block the portals spiritual gravity through carnal energy of a living body to survive.
Over the centuries, a powerful civilization called Sagerowa emerges knowing that history favors the rise and death of great nations throughout time. Sagerowa eventually gained control of the gateway and entered future eras and destroyed them to weaken them and sought to freeze their era in time forever.
Many years later in the midst of the tension of the nation's most recent war, Joie tries to return home with the assistance of Xuca who escorted her to safety. Xuca however is unable to look after her and be loyal to his goals and let her go as a priority. She soon finds comfort and resolve in a stranger named Keogx from the pain of missing the soldier she felt had her back and unknowingly more parts of her heart.
“You seem very worried about my safety. Did something ever happen to someone you cared about?” she asked.
She asked, “He placed another firewood into the flame and said, “I have. It was many years ago.”
She thought and said, “It must have been tough…... How did you get through it?” she asked.
He replied, “I had to keep reminding myself that I was paying a price.”
“A price? What price?” she asked.
He said, “The price of connection.”
The thunder slightly rumbled as the wind blew harder in the air. The clouds above hidden in the black sky released their water droplets that slowly came falling down. She looks up into the skies and blinks as the water dripped onto her face. She then looks down to avoid the water from showering in her face. She then shivers slight at the cold rain that persistently fell. Then she hears him whispering some form of chant. Then great wings spread from his shoulders over her shielding her from the rain. She looks up at him noticing the change. Her eyes widened with surprise as she lets out a low gasp. She was speechless. “Don’t be afraid.” he said.
“What are you? A bird?!” she asked.
“A beast spirit possessor. Just listen, clear your mind,” he specified.
He began to blow a wind instrument releasing beautiful penetrating sounds into the air. Against the thunder. She listens and it caused her to fall asleep though she tried to fight it. It was like a musical spell. The tone was oddly familiar to her conscious somehow. She could not tell why. She closed her eyes and he said lowly as she closed her eyes gradually, “Sweet dream, child.”
He stared at her as she was sleeping looking peaceful and calm.
He says again,
“Sweet dreams. Cause reality is not.”
About the author:
I am Ada Stone and have been writing since high school and interested in societal problems and of course, fiction. The ability to make up a world and share it means a great deal as the real world is what it is.
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