Excerpts- The Pool of Light

                  Tolomay's World and The Pool of Light Excerpt-

 

            She was three years old and he was once again shaving her head

            smooth.  The blond pieces fell to the floor.

            “Father, why must I lose my hair each time it grows?” she asked. “Do

            you not like it?  Is it ugly to your view?”

Tarron stopped what he was doing and turned to her.

“My angel, your hair is most beautiful.  I want to save it for you so you can share your light with others.”

“My hair is my light?”

“No,” he said touching her cheek.  “Your light is the strength of your spirit of heart, my child, but your hair matches its beauty.”

Tarron walked to a cabinet and removed a small box.  It contained every bit of Tolomay’s previously cut hair.  She knew where he kept it.  He opened it and pulled out a very thin section, whose bottom curled to a ringlet on one side.  Cupping his hand beneath hers, he spread her finger’s flat.

“This was your first hairs,” he said, laying the strands gently onto her palm.  “From when you were an infant.”

“But if you like my hair father, why do you keep it in a box?  Do you not want my head to share it, like all the others?”

       “I keep it so we can weave your dress from it, Tolomay.  So you can...

 

 

                  Tolomay's World and The Mountain of Tegi Excerpts-

 

                  Down the hallway and through many others, I went.  It was a

                  maze as complex as the forests in the clean world.  In my frantic

                  mind, I’d not thought it to notice our path.  These walls were all

                  barren.  How could I find my way from here?  If I could get to the 

        great halls, I would have a weapon.

        Footsteps approached.  They belonged to the liar.  When he turned the

        hallway, he stared at my...

 

        Studying the landscape in all directions, there were many signs of 

        water along the way.  They glistened in the sunlight.  That was most

        important of all.  Both we and the beasts would need hydration.

        I waited through an endless eternity for the others to return, practicing

        my self-defense behind a tall section of rock, sitting to wait, then doing

        it all over again.  It was the most challenging task I ever accomplished,

        to stay and wait for them to take me down to...

 

 

                  

                   Tolomay's World The Splitting of The Trunk Excerpts-

 

                   “This afternoon,” he insisted.  “We are not yet ready.  But 

                   Carmella will be anxious to see you.”

                   Tolomay stared at him.  She wondered how the hill could not be

        ready for her eyes.  Still, she did not argue.  He was taking care of

        her and she would let him.  She was with him again.  That was nearly

        all that mattered.  She would have his warm comfort now,

        throughout her days.  No matter all else that happened in this world

        they would be together...

 

        Her world had gone mad in just one year’s time and the weight of it all

        burdened her spirit like nothing she could have imagined.  The whole

        of her being gripped itself into knots in her stomach that ached greater

        than any pain she had known.  She had no more tears tonight, and she

        was out of time.

       

        It would be dawn soon...

 

       

       

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