Deleted Scene: Random Gantean Backstory

Here’s a little snippet cut so long ago, I can’t remember if it was originally in The Gantean or The Cedna–although I lean towards the Cedna being the one who said this. You may need to refer to the Gantean glossary in either book to make head or tails of this cutting.

More or less, the basic facts of this backstory may still be true, although Gantean prehistory just never became as relevant to the story as I thought it would…

The Ganteans were not just the last remnants of a barbarian culture, as the sayantaq believed. We were the last of the Hanimen, a tribe of people who had lived on the Peninsula that was now Lethemia for eon after eon. The Hanimen were wielders of magic, the basic magic of plants and animals, earth, stone, and water. For a long time, that had been enough. Until a clan discovered the Hinge. The clanspeople had seen something strange around the edges of a cavern of stone. They had entered the cavern, and perhaps they had been the first to walk the Other Layer, and come back to Ijiq to speak of it. Unwitting, these first walkers had opened the Abys Hinge, making the Layers of magic permeable, so that we could move from one to the next if we were willing to pay with a bit of blood. The Hinge made magic possible, so that we could take the spirit of tree or stone or wind or water, and share our will with it. Iksraqtaq, the People, were the Guardians of this Hinge, and it was our sacred duty to protect it, to keep it hidden, safe, and open, and fed. Not just for ourselves, but for the whole of the world, for all the nations who used magic.

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2 thoughts on “Deleted Scene: Random Gantean Backstory

  1. Emily, Wherever this “backstory” resided before deletion, it is really fascinating, and complicated! What a world you have conjured (which seems a very apt verb for your creation).

    Is Volume Four almost ready for publication? We checked Amazon yesterday and did not find it.

    Mom has been struggling with a stained lower back acquired at Yoga last week; improving but slowly.

    Dad just struggles in general, sadly not improving, or ever likely to. But enjoying wide reading and arrival of spring.

    Last year’s five raspberry plants (gift from Natalie) have produced 55(!) new offshoots in the assigned garden patch. What to do?

    Thoughts,

    Dad

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  2. This is long overdue. I have been waiting to read a deleted scene as I’m sure my messenger delivered.

    Fascinating cut. You know this is the beginning of a prequel, don’t you????

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