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Friday, 16 September 2016

Dusk and Dawn Faerytales and Dark Fantasy Short Story by Louise Lake

Hello everyone,

In the midst of everything else I am currently writing, I have decided to put together some of the old fairytale stories that I have written over the past few years, along with some new short stories, to create a new collection of dark fairytale and fantasy stories titled: Faerytales and Dark Fantasy. As half of the book is already complete, I have decided to publish this one first, putting The Warlock and Heaven's Curse on hold for a couple of months. Here is a taster from the Faerytales and Dark Fantasy collection. I hope you enjoy reading it :-)



Dusk and Dawn

Have you heard the story of the sun and moon?
One stays up late the other sleeps too soon,
When day was night and night was day,
Both their hearts were led astray,
And of their love, twin girls were born,
One by the name of Dusk, the other Dawn,
Now I’ll tell you the tale of the two,
Separate halves of sun and moon.

You may think that the sun and moon have always been separate, but the truth is they were once whole, just as they are when they form an eclipse. A curse was placed on them many years ago. But, this story is not about the Sun or the Moon, this story is about their offspring.
One occasion when day met night, the goddess of the moon and the god of the sun were reunited. In a moment of fleeting passion – trapped by their love for each other, the sun and the moon produced twin girls. The girls were sisters for but a few moments, until the opposing gods and goddesses of the galaxy discovered their cause for joy. They condemned the sisters to a destiny of catching but a single glimpse of each other, just as one rose with the sun, and the other with the moon. The sun and the moon had decided to keep their love a secret, so they lived separate lives, each with one of their daughters. They were named Dusk and Dawn.
Dusk and Dawn never knew they were sisters, until Dusk fell in love with a shooting star. But what Dusk didn’t know was that the star was already in love with Dawn. Although, he knew they could never be together, the star swore an oath of eternal love and devotion to Dawn. When Dusk eventually learned of the star’s love for another, she grew dark with envy, swearing to put an end to Dawn forever, but little did she know that Dawn was already dying.
Dawn had always been cheerfully bright. She basked in the light of her father, with her golden skin. After rising thousands of times, one day Dawn’s light suddenly began to fade. The more she raised the less power she held against the darkness. Dawn had never known her mother, but she found herself curious whether her problem had been inherited. On a mission to seek the truth, Dawn set out to interrogate her father of her mother’s whereabouts.
The sun was relaxing, watching all of the people go about their day on the planets, when Dawn suddenly appeared.
“It is not your time, you must make yourself scarce until it is time to rise again,” the sun lectured his daughter.
“Father, I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but my light is fading,” Dawn bowed her head in shame.
The sun took one look at his daughter, trying to imagine what would happen if her light went out.
“How long has this being going on?”
“Ever since the shooting star declared his love for me,” Dawn confessed.
The sun thought about the curse that had befallen the moon and him. Could it have spread to their daughters too?
“Do you love this star?” The sun asked.
Dawn smiled at the thought of the most beautiful star in the sky, the shooting star. Dawn loved the star more than she had ever loved anything. But, she also knew that it was forbidden. Her job was to rise with the sun, not fly away with a star that travels the galaxy for fun. The shooting star had a bad reputation within the galaxy. He was relieved of his duties as the North Star - the brightest star in all of the skies, when he decided to rebel against The Almighty.
“I will consult the almighty ruler of the universe; your light must not die out. Can you take over here for a moment?” The sun asked his daughter, hoping that practice would heal her.
“But, what if I’m not strong enough?” Dawn asked, noticing the look of sadness on her father’s face. Dawn nodded her head in response, and the sun made a swift exit.
For a brief moment the world plummeted into complete darkness, until Dawn gained control of the skies. Dawn could never replace her father, as after all there could only ever be one sun. She had been taught that every time she would blink a number of fluffy clouds would consume the sky. This kept the sky lit, but full of clouds, which was a great distraction to the inhabitants of the planets, when the sun was preoccupied.
As day began to fade to night, Dusk knew it was almost time to let the goddess of the moon take over. The sun arrived back just in time, as the sun and Dawn made their exit, before the goddess could appear. Dusk caught a glimpse of Dawn as she faded into the darkness. After retreating back into the black hole where they lived, the sun decided it was time to tell his daughter the truth.
“Some time ago, before you were born, I fell in love with the goddess of the moon. We were entirely happy. But, when our relationship was revealed, the other gods and goddesses of the universe did everything in their power to stop the union between us from commencing. So, after consulting The Almighty, they cast a shadow over us for all of eternity. This shadow lingers over our family like a dark cloud, only dispersing when day is night and night is day. And only when the two become one are we reunited for a few precious moments.”
“What did you mean our family?” Dawn asked her father with suspicion.
“The last time I was with the moon, we conceived two beautiful girls. Dawn, the moon is your mother, and ...”
“And, I have a sister?” Dawn cried.
“You have a sister,” the sun confirmed.
Dawn was overwhelmed by the information she had just received. But, overwhelmed or not, she found herself full of joy with the news that she had a sister. Dawn wondered what she could be like, and what her mother was like. Dawn had seen the goddess of the moon and her sister thousands of times before, but she had never known them as a daughter and sister would.
Meanwhile, Dusk was plotting her revenge on the heart’s desire of the star she longed to love. The star had already tried to let Dusk down gently, but, Dusk wouldn't take no for an answer. She threatened the star that her love had no limits. She would do anything for him, even if that meant getting rid of the one he loved once and for all. With Dawn out of the picture, the star would be free to give his heart to Dusk, and she would accept it in a heartbeat.  Dusk had gone over the plan a number of times, as soon as she could leer Dawn into the trap, the sooner the star would be hers.
The sun met with the almighty ruler again, to discuss Dawn's situation.
“Almighty Lord, her light is fading,” the sun declared anxiously.
“I'm afraid there is nothing I can do, it seems your daughter is dying,” the almighty responded.
“But, there must be a way, there must be something we can do,” the sun said, desperate to find a solution.
“I cannot just let her die, she's my daughter,” the sun cried.
“I suggest you make your peace with it, what cannot be found cannot be undone. I grant you permission to tell the goddess of the moon in person. Your daughter may also see her mother for the first and last time. This is all I can do,” the almighty confessed before disappearing into space.
The sun rushed to Dawn's side. Dawn had gotten much worse. Her light was so dim that she could no longer be seen. Instead, a dark shadow lingered over her waiting to bestow the kiss of death.
The star, hearing of Dawn's demise, rushed to her side. But, on the way to Dawn, he was trapped by the dark-hearted Dusk.
“It's for your own good,” Dusk confessed.
“You wouldn't know love if it hit you in the face,” the star cried.
Dusk had a plan. Initially she was going to trick Dawn with an act so cruel that it would lead to her death, but, fate had intervened bringing her another opportunity instead. She knew the reason Dawn was dying was because she was in love with the star, and when he was banished from the North as a shooting star, her heart was broken. Without his love Dawn would die, and then the star could belong to Dusk.
“This is not how you fall in love; you cannot force me to love you!” The star protested.
“Would you rather I hand you over to the universal authorities? That can be arranged!” Dusk threatened the star.
“Do what you like to me. I only returned for Dawn. So, if my fate is to die by her side I accept that fate.”
Dusk felt overcome by the star’s love for Dawn. She had only ever caught a glimpse of Dawn, but she couldn't understand what Dawn had that she did not. So, Dusk decided to leave the star imprisoned, while she went to visit Dawn on her death-bed, so that she could further understand his love for her.
Dusk arrived hiding in the shadows of the chamber. On a large golden draped bed, Dawn rested. The sun sat by her side with someone else, but she couldn't see who. Just as Dusk stepped out into the light, the sun turned around stepping to the side to reveal her mother, the goddess of the moon.
“Dusk, we have been waiting for you. I know it's a little late, but I'd like you to meet your sister, Dawn.”
Dusk’s eyes widened at the fact that her nemesis was in fact her sister.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you dear sis ...” Dawn trailed off as her face turned a ghastly grey.
The sun and the moon were distraught, as they held each other tight.
Dusk was overcome by regret, realising the error of her ways, as tears flooded from her sad gaping eyes. As she looked into the face of her only sister, the storm passed and everything became clear to Dusk, and for the first time in her life she knew she had to make amends.
“It might not be too late,” Dawn confessed.
The sun and moon both looked at their daughter for an answer to their prayers. Dusk swept by them in haste, and a few minutes later, she returned with the star by her side.
The star kissed Dusk on the cheek, to show his appreciation for her sudden kindness, before eagerly joining the sun and moon by Dawn's side. But, it was too late Dawn's skin had begun to crack, as dust like particles came away from her face. The star leaned in to kiss Dawn, and as his lips touched hers, the cracks in Dawn's face began to heal again. Her corpse-like completion subsided, returning to its natural golden glow. And then, as Dawn was about to take her last breath, the first breath of new life was inhaled instead. Leaping from her death-bed, the first person Dawn clung to was her sister. Dusk cried, as Dawn held her in a tight embrace, causing an eclipse to surface in the sky. From then on the eclipse would be the sister’s way of celebrating their bond.
That was the day that Dusk discovered there was more to life than getting what you want. She had a sister, and that love was worth far more than that of any shooting star.

Thanks for reading,
Louise Lake.

Monday, 29 August 2016

The Three Kingdoms Book One: The Warlock Continued ...

Hello Everyone,

After taking a short break from writing recently, in order to finish other studies, I have now continued writing The Warlock and Heaven's Curse Worlds Apart. I'm hoping to have one, if not both of the books finished by the time winter comes.
Here is a first look at the book cover by SelfPubBookCovers.com/FrinaArt, and the first chapter again (in case you missed the video last time) along with the next part of The Warlock. I hope you enjoy reading it.




'I fear we've already been here,' the man said to his kin. As they turned the corner, walking further down the silent path, it was evident that they were lost.
'I told you we shouldn't have come this far out,' the man spoke a second time, as his wife sighed in response. 
Earlier that night they had mistaken a wrong turn for the right direction, which had been given to them by a solo traveller on the road. It was the first time they had strayed so far from their kingdom, and now they wished they hadn't gone to the festivities that a small town named Crease had to offer - on the outskirts of the three kingdoms. But Crease was well known for its merry making and triumphant festivals. This particular festival marked the historical event known to the realm as The Triple Conjunction.
The Triple Conjunction happened over three thousand years earlier, when one singular species was separated into three beings. The first remained from the origins of the realm, known as mankind. The second evolved soon after, with ears that pointed towards the stars and a deep affinity of knowledge and sight seers, they were named The Elven Race. And the third came later, born from magic hidden within the realm, these were a very special species that could control the elements of nature in order to perform magic, this race became known as La Fae.
At first, mankind could not accept the other species, and so a great war broke out amongst the three species. After many deaths and destruction in the realm they formed a peace treaty, that enabled them to divide the realm into three separate kingdoms, reigned by each of the species. These kingdoms came to be known as the Kingdom of Erinor – a place where mankind resided, the Elven Kingdom and the Kingdom of La Fae. Eventually, after the many years of hatred faded from each Kingdom, most of the people from each race came to show a level of love and respect for each other, as they did their own. Although, as there is in every race there were still a few opposed to peace.
Earlier in the day, when the couple embarked on their journey to Crease, they had a map of the roads ahead in their possession. Somehow during the festivities they had managed to misplace the map, leading them to the predicament in which they found themselves. Lost and alone, straying further from the path, the couple heard the echo of a cry in the distance. 'What was that?' the woman asked her husband.
'I'm not altogether sure,' her husband replied. Holding their hands tightly together, they walked further into the darkness that consumed them. Another cry sounded through the trees, echoing onto the road ahead. The closer they came the louder the cries grew, until they no longer faded into the distance. The sound grew clearer as they stepped forward. 'It's a baby,' the woman said to her husband.
'Are you sure?' He replied.
'I would know a cry like that anywhere.' They glanced into each other's eyes unknowing to what the path ahead might mean for them.
The couple had been trying for a child of their own for many months, but, with no luck they had given up on the idea of having a family. Instead, they drew comfort from each other knowing that their love would never fade, even though it would forever just be the two of them.
The woman had a sister who was very fortunate, as it seemed she had been blessed with all of the luck, where bearing children was concerned. Her sister had given birth to thirteen healthy children. She had once offered the couple to have a child for them, but, they politely refused as they imagined how awkward things would become between them. If they had a child they wanted that child to be their own.
The couple stumbled upon a sunken circle of stones that lay in a small clearing, surrounded by wildly twisted trees. The trees almost looked as if they were in pain, as black sap dripped from them like sinful tears. In the centre of the stone circle lay a bundle of loose leaves and carefully snapped twigs. The couple stepped closer to the stones, only to hear another cry. The cry was in close proximity this time. Then, they noticed the tiny feet poking out of the bundle. There, in the centre, lay a new born baby crying out for the mother who had abandoned him. The woman rushed forward without considering the consequences, until her husband placed his hands on her shoulders to pull her back. 'You mustn’t touch the child, they are there for a reason,' he said, pointing toward the stones.
'But it’s a baby, abandoned and all alone, to never know the love of a mother or father.' The man stood staring in the child's direction. 'You're right, we must take the child with us,' he insisted.
The woman rushed forward once again, this time with her husband's consent. She lifted the baby from the ground, holding the child tight in her arms, before proceeding back towards her husband, until she heard a whisper. It was as if for just one moment time had stood still, until she heard what the whisper was saying. Ignoring the whisper and any consequences the stones may have, the woman continued towards her husband. Swearing to never let the child go and not to speak of this night to anyone, the couple found their way back onto the path, and with a child of unknown origin they returned home.


'Raegan, Lenora, Pettigrew, your mothers are looking for you,' a woman with short, spiked white hair shouted. The children looked at each other with faces full of smiles. With no intention of letting their mother’s find them, they hid under the broken bridge by Blackthorn River.
'What shall we do now? You know they will find us,' said Pettigrew as Raegan and Lenora laughed.
‘Maybe we should follow the river and see where it leads us,’ Lenora suggested, running her fingers over the crystal blue water.
‘Yes and then our parents can have us strung up like pigs for disobeying their orders,’ Pettigrew replied with a sarcastic tone.
It was common knowledge that whenever children acted out in the Kingdom of Erinor, their parents would hang them from a tree by their ankles until they surrendered and promised to be good.
‘I tell you what, why don’t we just go home and leave the adventures to the adults,’ Raegan replied to Pettigrew with a grin creeping up his face.
‘Alright I’ll go,’ said Pettigrew with a look of uncertainty washed over his face.
The children walked on the banking following the river for miles, with wet muddy feet, they continued until they reached an unfamiliar looking man. The man was washing his arms in the river. As the children came closer to the man, they noticed a red tint lingering in the water.
‘Do you think that’s blood?’ Pettigrew whispered, ready to turn back.
‘There’s only one way to find out,’ Raegan answered without fear.
Pettigrew and Lenore both turned to look at each other, each of them speaking to the other’s eyes without the need for words. Instinctively fearful, they crept slowly behind Raegan, until they had caught up to their friend.
‘Excuse me, Sir, may I ask, is that blood?’ Raegan spoke, his eyes gazing into the tinted river with a desire for adventure.
‘And what if it is lad?’ The man replied, stretching his legs out until he stood tall, hovering over Raegan.
Raegan gulped at the sight of the man, as he rose from his crouched position. He must have been six and a half feet tall at least. He was like a giant compared to the children, who were not yet five feet tall. The man eyes were filled with untold secrets. Raegan stared at the man, not realising just how long he had been looking. The man sniggered and whispered something under his breath before he stood as close as he could get to the boy. Raegan shuddered as the giant came closer, while Pettigrew and Lenore stood not knowing how to react. What if the man grabbed Raegan and broke him into tiny pieces, he was huge and looked strong enough to take down an entire army, if he so wished. Then the man leaned down towards the children until he came eye to eye with Pettigrew.
‘Boo,’ the man said, with a look of aggression spread across his eyes.
Pettigrew jumped out of his skin, and grabbing Lenore’s hand, he ran as fast as his feet would carry him. Lenore also scared out of her wit ran just behind Pettigrew, glancing back at Regan as she did. But Raegan still stood there alone with the giant.
‘You’re not as easily scared as the others are you lad?’
‘No Sir, I am not.’
The man returned to the water, as he continued to wash the blood from his arms.
‘May I ask whose blood that is?’ Raegan asked.
‘You may ask, but I won’t tell you,’ the man replied with secret-filled eyes.
Raegan sighed.
‘Alright lad, you asked for it. Are you sure you really want to know where all of this filthy, sticky blood came from?’
‘Yes Sir I want to know, I don’t scare as easily as the others.’
‘I can see that. I killed a deer, I’m a hunter.’
‘You’re a hunter? I’ve never met a hunter before,’ Raegan’s eyes lit up with excitement.
‘I doubt you’ve met very much of anything,’ the man replied.
‘What is your name, Sir?’
‘Bayern, and you?’
‘My name is Raegan, Sir.’
‘And how old are you Raegan?’ Bayern asked whilst pulling a large carcass from the water.
‘A hundred and thirty-two months Sir.’ Raegan replied, staring at the dead deer. Bayern picked the deer up like it weighed nothing, throwing it on the ground behind him.
‘So you’re eleven years then lad?’
‘Yes, Sir.’
‘And has your father ever taught you how to hunt lad?’
‘No Sir, he has not.’ Raegan replied, realising he knew very little of the world outside Erinor.
‘And would you like to hunt lad?’
‘Oh yes Sir, I live for adventure.’ Raegan replied in excitement.
‘Aye, I can see that lad. Follow me.’
‘In there?’ Raegan asked, pointing towards the Forbidden Forest.
‘Where else?’ Bayern replied with a smile. Bayern pulled the deer’s carcass from the ground, balancing it on top of his shoulders, before continuing towards the edge of the forest. Raegan lingered in silence for a moment, considering his options, before he followed Bayern into the Forbidden Forest, unknowing that it would unlock secrets far greater than learning how to hunt.

After hours of searching for their lost son, Hogarth and Myra Crane had come to the conclusion that he was lost forever. Myra wept at the loss of her only child, mourning the son she had come to love above all else. Time dragged by only deepening their loss, and as Myra and Hogarth searched the kingdom of Erinor, finding no evidence of where their son might have gone.
Suddenly, in the early hours of the following morning, Myra heard a creak coming from the entrance of her home. She shook Hogarth from his peaceful slumber, and they made their way downstairs armed with a blunt knife and twisted fork from last night’s supper. The couple crept down the steps as quiet as they were able until Hogarth lost his footing resulting in tripping Myra up from under her feet, as they both landed in a heap at the bottom of the stairs. The couple rose to their feet in haste, in case their intruder had planned to attack during their moment of weakness. But as they scanned the room, they did not find any unknown intruder, what they found instead was something they thought they had lost forever.
‘Where have you been, son? We’ve had a search party looking all over for you,’ Myra wept, grateful for her child’s return.
‘Did he hurt you, Rae?’ Hogarth asked with a serious expression.
‘Did who hurt me, father?’
Just moments later Lenore and Pettigrew came rushing through the door.
‘Rae are you alright?’ Lenore asked, fidgeting with worry.
‘Yes, I’m fine as you can all see.’
‘Thank god,’ Lenore replied.
‘God has nothing to do with it,’ Raegan smirked.
‘He has everything to do with it, we thought you’d been eaten by that giant,’ Pettigrew butted in.
‘He really wasn’t so bad.’
‘So where did you go?’ They all asked at once, eager to uncover the truth of where Raegan had been for an entire night.
‘We went into the forest; he taught me how to hunt,’ Raegan replied, smiling at the memory of his first kill.
‘You went where?’ Hogarth shouted.
‘The forest,’ Raegan repeated with weary eyes.
‘Yes, I heard you the first time son, why on earth would you go into the Forbidden Forest, it is called the Forbidden Forest for a reason Rae,’ his father continued.
‘I know and I’m sorry father, I just wanted to know what it was like, and I crave adventure. Sometimes it’s as if the forest is calling to me. I hate being stuck in this small town.’
Lenore froze with a look of despair in her eyes, her mind filled with questions like are we not enough for you?
‘I know you do, but you forget you are still a child. You are growing up too fast, but I guess it’s only natural that you should stray to the place where this all began,’ Myra blurted accidently.
Every face in the room looked at Myra with shocked expressions, while Myra covered her face with her hands displeased with herself for unleashing the truth. The truth was eating away at Myra more now than ever before. Her son was getting older, he would soon be a man, and did he not have the right to know where he came from? And the whisper, she would never forget what the whisper had said to her that day. Those dreadful words that gave her nightmares for years.
‘What did you say Mother?’
Her husband gave her a look that spoke to Raegan of untold secrets, just what were they hiding?
‘Your mother meant nothing by it son.’
‘Yes she did, you’re lying, aren’t you? How long have you been lying to me? What did you mean when you said the place where this all began?’
Myra Crane’s eyes filled with tears, as she looked away from the boy she had known as her son. All of the faces in the room waited with eager eyes, but none more eager than Raegan’s. Raegan demanded his mother tell him the truth.
‘Are you even my mother?’ He asked, his eyes welling up with dark sadness.
‘It is time, you knew the truth,’ Myra said.
‘No Myra, what are you doing?’ Hogarth interrupted.
‘He has a right to know,’ Myra protested.
‘I did not bear you child. Eleven years ago, on our way home from a festival in Crease, we were lost and wandered into the Forbidden Forest. We were trying to find our way back home when we heard the cry of a baby. That baby was you.’
Lenore and Pettigrew hung their heads, not daring to look into anyone’s eyes for the fear of being shouted at. The room was filled with intense emotions, but most of all, Lenore could feel Raegan’s anger festering towards his mother, and so she decided to make a stand.
Walking over to where Raegan stood, she placed her hand in his. He looked into her big blue eyes - her dusty blond hair feathered against her neck, before he slowly released his hand from hers, leaving the life he knew behind.


Thanks for reading,
Louise Lake.  

Saturday, 13 August 2016

News, Freelance Website, Wakefield Literature Festival Event and New Books.

Hello Everyone,

I have some exciting news to share with you all today, I am officially enrolled to begin university in January 2017! I will be studying for a degree in English Literature and Creative Writing.
After completing an array of different courses in creative writing, proofreading, editing, fantasy writing, blogging, and marketing, I decided that it was time to take the final leap.
I have dreamt about going to university for a very long time now, and I really thought that my time had passed, that I was too old, and that it was generally too late for me. But, the thing is, it's never too late! Even though I'll graduate at the age of thirty-six, I couldn't be happier. So, take it from me, you're never too old!
I will be studying with Open University, which will still allow time for my other pursuits. Including the freelance business, I am currently building. I have also recently set up a website for my freelancing that you can check out here: www.louiselakefreelancewritingandmarketing.co.uk

On another note, this year's Wakefield Literature Festival events have been announced, and I'm on the bill!


I will be taking part in the 'Ready, Steady, Write' event, which will consist of a Q & A panel of self-published authors, traditionally published author, poetry expert, proofreading and editing expert, marketing and PR, and publishing in general.
The event will take place at the Arthouse in Wakefield (across from Wakefield Westgate Train Station) on Thursday 29th September, from 10.30am - 12.30pm. 'Ready, Steady, Write' will be hosted by TWH Publishing, giving new and budding writers a chance to have their questions answered. If you would like to attend the event, please see this link: http://www.wakefieldlitfest.org.uk/events/250-ready-steady-write


In the world of writing, I'm still currently working on my debut fantasy book - The Warlock, as well as Heaven's Curse, which I shared information about a while ago. The cover design is complete for Heaven's Curse and has been retitled Heaven's Curse Worlds Apart.
I'm really excited about these two books, as I have been working on both for a while now, and I can't wait to share them with you. But, until then, here is the updated blurb for Heaven's Curse World's Apart, followed by my second attempt at a YouTube reading, enjoy!

Heaven's Curse Worlds Apart

Since the dawn of time, the darkness and the light have gone hand in hand. Two separates of a whole that form almighty angels and dangerous demons. A war between the two has been brewing for many years since the Creator separated the good from the evil.
When the demons grow hungry to dominate the middle-ground – known as earth, the angels are sent to destroy them. On middle-ground they battle as mortals, unable to use their supernatural powers by sacred law.
Jophiel – an angel of heaven and Lucifer’s betrothed, and Bastian – a destructive demon from hell are left behind during the battle. Finding that they must work together in order to open the portals to return home, Jophiel and Bastian do something that is completely forbidden – they fall in love.
Torn apart by their duties and their love, will they choose their own kind, or will they choose each other?

Chapter One of The Warlock on YouTube



Soon I'll be sharing more chapters from The Warlock and more reviews, see you then and thanks for reading,
Louise Lake.