Over the next year I will be posting work from my creative writing degree, as short snippets to show the varied work I can do. Today we start off with some short pieces of prose, titled goodbye. A missed bus and the worlds end.
Goodbye
I wish I had said goodbye. Such a simple phrase, common, flippant, important. You never know the last goodbye until you ponder, weeks later, when the last time you said it to someone you love.
The worst realisation is knowing you never said it at all. What was it that stopped you? An argument, lack of time or simple expectation that another hello was just around the corner. The questions can become a torture. The questions are nothing. We cannot predict the turn of the earth, the subtle coincidences that cause a life to end. This is not our place. We can just hope, that every goodbye is not the last and that, even if it is unsaid, it is meant.
A missed bus.
For the first time ever, John had missed the bus. He was a punctual man, neat, a man of responsibility. No button was out of place, no second wasted. Well, that was what he was meant to be. A simple switch not pressed, an alarm missed and a rush that made him forget to tuck in his tie. The bus was long gone by the time he arrived at the stop.
Panting he stared at the sign while song birds mocked him from the trees above. Twenty minutes to the next bus. He would arrive on time but no morning coffee. No five minutes schmoozing the boss, greasing the wheels of future progression. What opportunities would these twenty minutes cost him.
The Worlds End.
It was no use pretending. The world was ending. The war was the lost, the last remnants of the army held up in small battlefields, waiting for the final wave to sweep them all away. Oliver waded through fields of ruined machines of war and corpses left to the carrion. Not all were human. The shapes of the alien invaders littered the field also. There victories were in vain. For every beast slain five more seemed to reign from the sky. Oliver dropped to the floor among the dead while a ship soared over head, a scout searching for any sign of life. It swiftly passed and Oliver stood. For another day, he had survived.
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2023
Things have been a bit quiet here at KnightsofEarth.com but work has not stopped. Behind the scenes I am trying to make myself the best writer I can be. Currently I am working through the first module of an English Literature and Creative writing degree, that is taking up most of my time.
That does not mean I have not been writing. Between March/April of next year, I will be releasing the third book in the Knights of Earth Saga, now titled POWERS TEMPTATION.
This is a more Earth bound story for Thomas Lita as he and his friends deal with the fallout of the world learning about Halves and Aliens. Something that may prove to be their biggest challenger yet.
Rebranding – Going into 2023 I have made the decision to rebrand. Over the next couple of years KnightsofEarth.com will become home to more than just the Knights of Earth and History of Ilmgral books. I will be publishing different mediums through this website and even the works of other associated authors. From now on, all publications by me and the website, will come under the Knights of Earth Publications banner, so that you, the reader, get a guarantee that all works published by the website are done so with my support, love and dedication. I look forward to bringing you all sorts of new adventurers into the future.
With this rebranding is the possibility of merchandise. For the release of Powers Temptation, I will be hoping to do a three book package. This will include signed copies of, Knowledge Los, Vengeance of the Gods and Power’s temptation. A Phoenix team membership card and a official Knights of Earth bookmark. More information on this will be available shortly.
Hopefully I will see you all in 2023!
In the universe before, at a time of great strife, the vassals, servants of the Gods, did war upon
their creators and the people of the universe were used as pawns in that war. Long was the strife
and in the last day, the powers met in final battle and the universe was torn apart.
In his last breath, the God of doom decreed to the dying universe, “Never again shall the Gods
dictate all that happens. In the land that follows our folly, new Gods will be born, and new vassals
will nurture their worlds, but mortal life will have its own protectors. These Ilma will have the
power of the Gods and they will rule the mortal peoples and allow the universe to reach its full
potential.”
Then in fire and storm the old universe was consumed, the Gods and the vassals with it and what
remained was a timeless void. Power cannot be destroyed however and in that void the power of
the old universe was unleashed in a great explosion. That explosion created the three plains of
existence.
Livinden, the realm of light, was formed first. Its power is eternal, like light itself and it sustains
the powers of the realm that is. Here light formed a figure that was both beautiful and majestic, a
woman of the stars. Livella Remain, the light maiden. In her, the power of Livinden was held and
in that realm of light she fashioned for herself a home and created many things composed of
light, but she felt a loneliness for this world that only she could endure.
Livella began to wander in her youth and in a time she came to Besan Gretan, the realm that is
and she was amazed for suddenly she took a physical form. Like a woman of the Ilma she was,
with golden hair. Her skin was flawless and pale, and she was garbed in a simple robe of pure
light. She was amazed with her physical form and understanding came into her mind of the realm
that is, where matter is whole, and all things exist for only a short time.
A massive thank you to Emily Mortimer for her amazing cover work. Was great to work with her for the third time.
Welcome to Ilmgral!!!
Long before the events of the Knights of Earth Saga, the chosen Ilma were gifted powers to challenge the Gods. They were meant to be the custodian of the universe but they soon fell from grace.
The Sundering of the Two moons consists of four short stories, telling of the Ilma in the peak of their power and grace.
From the creation of the universe to the greatest tragedy of those early years, read how far the Ilma would rise, and how quickly they would fall.
“The body of Nellia decayed and her armour turned to rust. The ring of water, one of the four rings of creation, cursed now as the Morgul ring, fell through fissures in the earth. It fell through darkness into deep streams far below the mountain of Inargiel and it came out into the frozen north and waited. Years passed and the Romana Empire spread, the power of the ring of Fire and the dragons it helped control, crushed all resistance until it spread towards the great plains and the Druidin forest.
Late into the second Age, the ring of water was found by Harka of the druids, as he escaped the clutches of the Romana Empire. Through dark acts he unlocked its powers and in evil deeds he became a necromancer and brought Aurdan into darkness.”
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Crafting a Saga
Crafting a Saga.
At times I wonder how did I create a saga? Whenever I ask myself this question I always stop, unsure whether I could plot the path from idea to realised story, to a vast interconnecting web of narratives.
I have asked myself the question countless times during the last couple of months. How did this story come into being and how did it then become one of the largest universes I had ever created, full of many planets and millennia of unknown history?
The Thomas Lita series had it origins in one of the humblest of settings, childhood. Growing up as a fan of Tolkien, Doctor who and Marvel, I played a lot as characters in these universes. Eventually creating my own characters, with their own stories. In those games, the first seeds of the Thomas Lita universe were formed.
As I grew older and more “Mature” the games stopped but the stories did not. In my head these characters lingered, their stories growing every time my mind wandered to them and yet I had no outlet for their use. I had toyed with the idea of writing but had never gone further than hasty and outlandish plans.
In sixth form that all changed. One day, when I should have been studying, I started writing and have never looked back. Re-reading the original, handwritten, copy of The Escape from Humanity, is always a thrill. Not only was the story not particularly good, but it was also vastly different from the story I would eventually publish six years later. Then, there was no wider universe, Ilmgral was a faraway place with no real connection to the story, the Ilma had no Origin and the Graul did not exist. Thomas Lita was then a strange mix between the X-men and the doctor, with plans to match.
I had finally done it though; I had started my career as a writer. The next books in the Knights of Earth Saga formed quickly and I knew how the story would end as one series, with no prequels or sequels. Oh, how naive I was.
The Second draft changed everything, and it was one side character that brought the change. I soon realised a major plot hole in the first draft. Why would Cirtroug/Urgarak, call someone to the volcano, who had the power to defeat them.
I began to imagine another character, one who lingered in the shadows, pulling the strings of Tom’s life. The Tempter was born within the second draft. Instantly, the character fit into my already made plans and I began asking questions of his origins. Answering these questions took me down the rabbit hole of lore I would need for these stories to work.
Within weeks of introducing the Tempter, I had created the God’s and the Vassal’s, realised their origin stories and how they connected to the Knights of Earth saga. I had created the Graul and separated them from the Ilma. Stories grew from their separation, like the Enlightenment of the Graul and the curse of the Ilma.
This led me to the realisation that The Knights of Earth Saga, could not stand alone. I could not answer all the questions that needed answering while still telling a compelling story. I had to tell these stories separately.
Even now, after publishing two novels in the Knights of Earth Saga, I am still learning about this world and this universe, creating more stories that my heart says I must tell.
Jacob Bower.
The first hand-written copy. 
Editing The Escape from Humanity. 
My first print copy. 
Cover art. 
Glad I finally got an artist for this. 
Really glad I had an artist for this.
One Last Page- Act 1- Scene 1
Narration begins on a black screen.
Liam: What makes us who we are? It is a question that has a thousand different answers depending on the doctors you are talking to.
Camera fades in to show clippings and pictures of Liam growing up.
Liam: Are we born with the chemical imprint of our personality already decided for us? Does it come from our family, our education or the games that only children play.
Pictures transition to show Liam as a grown up in education, and with his wife.
Liam: Or do we become who we are from the friends we have, the mistakes we make and those who hold our heart? Are we defined by our career, by the money we have or what we give back to the world?
News clippings begin of Liam’s career.
Liam: Are we made by that which knocks us back.
Press clipping of his fathers death.
Liam: The little difficulties that shape our path? Or are we left to fate alone, our paths decided by a higher power.
Clippings change to show a car accident and news clippings describing Liam’s accident.
Liam: Are all these things what make us who we are? If that is the case, does removing one of those things change us completely?
Clippings become of his recovery and worries about his last book.
Liam: What happens when memories of our childhood fade to nothing and whole pieces of our past are stolen from us? What happens when pills can steal away what we truly care about? Or the mistakes of others cost us our careers? Are we ever one person or are we just fluid strands of consciousness, buffeted around by the constant winds of a life left completely to chance? Better men than me may have these answers, those who have studied for years to understand the fundamentals of our humanity. I am not one of these men so I will do what I can… Let me tell you a story.
Camera fades out.
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