“Lathan was falling, not fast or slow. It was almost like gliding.
Comfortably gliding toward a bright light. Specks of white were racing by him,
or he was racing past them. He couldn't quite tell. Some lights even seemed to
be circling his body. Although they zipped by quickly, the journey took a long
time. Some lights pulsed and seemed to pace him. He wasn't sure what to make of
that. All he felt was peace, acceptance of where he was, and where he was
going.
The bright light didn't change in size, until it did. It seemed so distant
for so long, never changing. Then it grew and grew. The light was getting
larger rather quickly now. It was tinted gold, like yellow flames on the
outside of an orb. Right when he passed through the light, those same golden
flames licked at him and warmed his whole body. Before it was like traveling
through a dark tunnel that was speckled with pinpricks of light, now everything
was twilight and open.”
Finally free from his isolated past, Lathan Greywind is living a stable life
with his wife and newborn daughter as a taiko drum coach at UC Davis. Events
outside of his control force him to take action. Faltering against the
mundane and the supernatural, he is thrust into a reality he doesn't
understand. A reality filled with sentient life and power that has a will
of its own. Lathan must learn to harness his newfound abilities before he can
return home to his family. If he can only figure out how!
J.M. Lively is a first-time author and published in August of 2019.
I sat so merry in my abode
Loving hands around me
I dreamt of such glorious days
One day i would see
I remember the day I left
My room
I closed the door behind me
One quick look again
Then walked away
The room which would always remind me
The glorious days I had dreamt
I did merrily spent
How little did I then know
Life turns on a dime
My room is now not as it was
When I closed the door
Behind me
My room now is a prison
But not how one would invision
It is one of sorrow and grief
Sadness burns into the bare walls
I catch my breath
And weep
Why did thou'st doth betray?
The room which once embraced me
I ask with riddled heart
Jagged and torn
Which wicked riddles have I thus sought?
I sit still
I am now my room
No dreams as once before
I age before my open door
In my room long ago
I sat merrily in my loving abode
Loving hands did hold me
All gone
My room and myself
Now one
Two thrust to be together
Forever
Alone