{"id":148,"date":"2009-03-07T10:23:00","date_gmt":"2009-03-07T18:23:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.scott-n-katie.com\/blog\/?p=148"},"modified":"2009-03-07T10:23:00","modified_gmt":"2009-03-07T18:23:00","slug":"day-24-the-first-paragraphs-of-each-book-of-the-unwritten-loreworld-series","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.scott-n-katie.com\/blog\/?p=148","title":{"rendered":"Day 24: the first paragraphs of each book of the unwritten LoreWorld series"},"content":{"rendered":"

LoreWorld: Rumblings of the Past<\/strong><\/p>\n

Dawn broke over eastern peaks of the Shask mountains and the mists, as they tend to do, moseyed down the narrow paths toward the quiet town nestled in between the crags.  The LoreWorld lay quiet and a wandering passerby may have thought the town was abandoned.  Far from it; the town was coming to life in a way wholly unanticipated and unimaginable.<\/p>\n

LoreWorld: Dante\u2019s Flask<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u201cCleave!\u201d hollered Raptimus, and the cooks arms, strained already by the toil of an embattled kitchen, worked double-time.  With only two hours until the Minister of Light was set to arrive, dinner was behind \u2013 behind schedule, behind expectations, behind a wall of stress that was threatening to boil over, like the soup.<\/p>\n

LoreWorld: A Basket of Hope<\/strong><\/p>\n

The sunny day is just an illusion<\/em>, thought Sand Brownar, tinkerer of knee-pads.  This is but the first test.  I must pass this.<\/em>  Sand fought with his mind, telling it disbelieve what he was seeing, the warmth he was feeling.  The sun had not shown for forty days now and basking in his Imagination Chamber had fuzzed the line between reality and the unreal for Sand.  It was time to step outside.<\/p>\n

LoreWorld: The Barndel\u2019s Lair<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u201cPay attention!\u201d  Chustor looked up from his drawing of famous architect Franz Lodright to see a stern face peering back at him.  \u201cOr are you not interested in learning about the Wars of Creation?\u201d his teacher snapped.  Chustor returned her gaze for a moment, then returned to his drawing.  There was a moment of silence before the teacher continued her lecture.<\/p>\n

LoreWorld: Leaving the Gold<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u201cAnd here I must leave you,\u201d whispered Chustor.  Franz stamped his five feet, in a classic show of Barndel apprehension, but seemed to accept what he heard.  Chustor gazed at the vast sandy landscape ahead of him \u2013 one that could only be traversed on foot, where deadly duststorms could kick up at any moment \u2013 and laughed.  He wondered if Truegauge was excepting him.<\/p>\n

LoreWorld: Pride of Austland<\/strong><\/p>\n

He really needed a place to pee, but everything was closed.  The Imaginatoriums, the defecation stations, everything.  Most seemed to be closed permanently.  So he did something illegal.  He slid into the alley and unzipped his jumpsuit, releasing liquid joy onto the garbage bags below, when to his surprise, a figure leaped from the bags.  \u201cOi!\u201d yelped the shadowy presence, before accosting the man and looking into his face.  In the small shaft of light that penetrated the alley, the man could see who he had disturbed; it was none other than the former Minister of Light, Sand Brownar.<\/p>\n

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There are also rumors of a series of LoreWorld short stories that were written to fill in the time between novels or help define some of the minor character backstories, but they have not yet been found.  Perhaps one day, we will be able to enjoy the full canon and universe of LoreWorld.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

LoreWorld: Rumblings of the Past Dawn broke over eastern peaks of the Shask mountains and the mists, as they tend to do, moseyed down the narrow paths toward the quiet town nestled in between the crags.  The LoreWorld lay quiet and a wandering passerby may have thought the town was abandoned.  Far from it; the […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11],"tags":[64,65],"class_list":["post-148","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-year26","tag-fiction","tag-loreworld","post-preview"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.scott-n-katie.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/148","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.scott-n-katie.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.scott-n-katie.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.scott-n-katie.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.scott-n-katie.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=148"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.scott-n-katie.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/148\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.scott-n-katie.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=148"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.scott-n-katie.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=148"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.scott-n-katie.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=148"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}