PAWNS OF THE PROPHET
KIRANIS BOOK 2
PAWNS OF THE PROPHET
The Kwaios Are Here
A century has passed since the Cage event, with millions of people taken to the planet Kiranis.
With the Shield around Earth nearing completion, its enigmatic architects are about to make themselves known.
Powerful men are in control of Kwaios technology, overseeing the destiny of humankind.
But the great transport system called MEC is a monumental lie, and the Kwaios have had a hundred years to lay their trap.
Guide by the Prophet Naveen, one man is in the centre of a star-spanning scheme that will shift the balance of power forever.
But he is only one man.
Pawns of The Prophet is the second of a 7-Part series called Kiranis, continuing the machinations and manipulations of the Prophet Naveen. Pawns of The Prophet expands the Kiranis universe, introducing us to new species, new worlds, and new conceptual truths underpinning this unique SFF crossover universe.
Here are some extracts to give you a sense of what's in store.
Original character art below is by The Dimensional
The future is said to be infinite and inaccessible. As we approach it, as each of us will, it takes on a new form and moves farther from our grasp, promising and delivering, threatening and taking. Yet the future knows us; it has waited for us. Watching with omniscient desire, it calls to us with its Siren Song of fate. We find, then, the Line of our destiny, an ethereal path along which we are fated to travel. But like the music of hearts which are aggrieved, these Lines resonate across the Universe with discordance and uncertainty if there is no dream at the end. To make our future real, we must first dream of it. Only then can our future find us.
From Dreams of the Sentience, one of the Seven Books of Balaam
A man moved from the shadows while remaining in their wake. Perhaps a handsome man, his close-shaved hair and the purposeful configuration of his dark stubble troubled such a conclusion, giving instead the impression of shadows of fangs along his jawline. He smiled a cold smile, dark eyes locked firmly on the captive individual elevated above this enigma. ‘What else can you feel, Conner?’ he asked. ‘Are you aware of the journey you’ve made?’
Conner closed his eyes and took a series of long, deep breaths. When his eyes snapped open, the man from the shadows laughed: ‘Amazing, isn’t it? All it took was a beacon fired from the planet and the Cage was able to travel across the galaxy.’
The Prophet Naveen
Encased in an anatomical suit of shining metal, black leather, and blue light, a Kwaios nearly four metres in height looked down on them. Its elongated face was like that of a genetically altered alligator, but its skin – as much as could be seen – was made more blue than it really was by the technology around it, and there was an almost shimmering effect as its limbs moved and its torso expanded and retracted with each deep, powerful breath. It extended an arm and Adam was rooted to the spot as a second Kwaios stepped into view. Slightly shorter than the first, this one approached Valentina, who lay wide-eyed and terrified as it reached down towards her.
With its massive palm spread out, a blue glow emanated from it and bathed her abdomen as her heart pounded and her breath came in short gulps of panic. A third Kwaios joined its kin, and now only pinpoints of light escaped from the exit beyond them. Her terror absolute, Valentina heard a calming voice in her head: ‘Be at ease, human. Your child is safe. You will return home soon.’
The dark, rippling tides of creation lapped against the shores of a formative nightmare. Landscapes had for the most part been defined, with aspiring rock formations asserting their goals of domination as they reached upwards and outwards with geological purpose. The seas were hostile areas of membranous discontent, promising sweet oblivion. The sky, roiling with combatant clouds of unrest, was still some kind of gaseous confusion, unsure of its place and purpose in this placental world. What was needed was the definition of a firmament, a significant proclamation of the divisions of this place. What was required in this place of chaos...was order. It just so happened that a creature in possession of the necessary skills was present.
The Rebirth of Kiranis
When Adam eventually found the courage to open the airlock, he found himself looking out at the hull of an enormous vessel, one he had never seen before. But he recognised some of the markings on its hull. ‘This is a Garran ship!’ he gasped.
Valentina climbed out of the airlock and Adam helped her to her feet. Moving away from the crash site, they turned to look back and Adam shook his head in wonder. They were amazed to see figures moving around behind the high and distant windows of the ship.
‘You think the same thing happened to them?’ Valentina asked.
‘I don’t know,’ Adam replied, ‘but we’re gonna find out.’
Ronald A. Geobey
Ronald has degrees in Ancient History, and Theology; as well as a Ph.D. in Ancient Near Eastern Studies. He is a fan of Star Wars, Star Trek, Dune, and Battlestar Galactica; as well as a reader of Heroic Fantasy from the likes of David Gemmell, David Eddings, and Raymond E. Feist.
He has been a Guest Lecturer in Trinity College, Dublin; and has taught Creative Writing to unwilling adults. He is currently the Lead Content Writer on an English language learning website. Ronald lives with his wife, two daughters, and his Shichon, Monty, in Ireland, and has been writing since the world began.
You can find him on Twitter @Ronald_A_Geobey
This intricate design was produced by our Creator Creature, The Structuralist.
Ronald provided sketches of sections and described the major junctions in 'the Cage' in terms of the famous 'Stepped Pyramid' of Saqqara, Egypt. With his grand vision, The Structuralist topped off this wonderfully detailed construction with the 'array' section at the north pole, as described in the book.
The development process and a surprise image can be seen on The Structuralist's dedicated TDStudios page. Click below.