Sample of Book of Eon.

This is a rough draft and is a portion of the first chapter. I said I would do a teaser on Monday but I cannot wait any longer! 🙂 I hope you enjoy it and I will add another piece soon.


My name is Aeona… This is my story.
I was born in Kelyster, A large kingdom off the coast of The Rolling Sea. I was born into royalty. My father is king and my mother is queen. I am the first born child. I have one brother and no sisters. It is me and only me now though; my brother was killed by bandits many years ago. I am very close to my father, more so than with my mother. I also am called Eon, it is said E-on. I think it suits me well.

My mother wants me to be more of a lady, I am not a lady. I prefer to be called a rogue or an adventurer. I am as much a man as any other, and I demand to be treated as so. I refuse to wear dresses. I would prefer to wear leather pants and a white linen shirt and a leather vest. This is my wardrobe as often as I can wear it.

As for what I do on the days of the week, I spend my time with the people of the kingdom. I take most of the food delivered by horse to the castle and give it out to those in need. I do this on the first day and second day of the week. The royal family eats as if we were just like them. I do not believe a kingdom should thrive on the backs of the less fortunate so I have made it my goal to make the citizens of Kelyster “feel” like royalty. To me they are royalty.

On the third day of the week I take freshly sewn linen garments to the citizens as well. As for the children, there is a special place in my heart for them. They adore me and I adore them. I take them leather clothes with silk linings, just as I wear. They love it and you should see the smiles upon their faces.

The fourth day of the week is the day I ride my horse, Rook, and I also tend to talk with the stable workers. My horse is the most magnificent creature I have ever seen. He is almost pure black, he has a white dot on the side of his face; no bigger than the tip of my smallest finger. His mane and tail are pure white and are softer than the average horse hair. It flows like silk and feels like it as well. I could never ask for a more loyal, trustworthy, or beautiful horse.

On the fifth day of the week I go hunting, I do not hunt for animals to kill. I hunt for injured animals to take home and protect. I will not willingly harm any creature, I will however, heal. I have a natural gift for healing; I can also feel the pain of others. I use these gifts to find wounded creatures, humans, or any other beings and heal them. I feel a sense of euphoria after healing. Since I was a child my wounds have healed within hours. When I was 6 I cut my arm on a jagged rock it bled something awful. Yet within an hour it had fully healed and had left no evidence of a wound at all, not even a scar or scratch.

On the sixth day of the week I explore. I explore the rivers and find beautiful stones to give to the children. It is my day to be with nature and just breathe in every single smell of the woods. I can touch everything there is to touch in the river. I can feel the emotions of the nature. This is the day where I nourish myself and the nature around me.

On the last day of the week I wear a silk shirt with a silk pair of leggings topped with a simple crown. I do this because the last day of the week is the day I dine with the lords and ladies of the other human kingdoms. I despise this day, a day where I am forced to be something I am not. I am a warrior, a hunter, an adventurer. I am not a “Lady of court” I am who I am, one with nature. There is nothing in the entire realm that could make me become one of “Those” ladies. I will always remain true to myself.

So, let me know what you think of the introduction! I do hope you enjoyed it; I have decided to document my life. You should visit Kelyster and I will add you to my story! There will always be a seat at our table for you! I truly miss you my dear friend. I will be riding out to Galion to see you in when the moon is full again; I will send you another message before I leave for Galion. I miss you so very much. I can’t wait until my story is finished. I doubt the book will ever have the same amazing adventures as the ones we read as we were little, yet life is full of surprises.

I hope to see you soon Azyra.
Your beloved friend, Eon

“Perfect…”
“Anyone else have a letter to send?”
“Oh no! Excuse me! Please I have to get through! Mathien! Wait, please!”
“Eon? Is that you?”
“Yes! Please wait! I need you… to take this to…Lady Azyra Flynn at…Galion Castle.” I barely managed to say through gasps for air.
“Aw, you know I would do anything for you!” Mathien replied with a grin and a wink.
“I know you would, and I’d do anything for you Mathien! You are my favorite messenger that ever lived!” I said over enthusiastically pretending to faint as I did, to add an even more dramatic scene I decided to fan my face with my hand. To others I may have LOOKED rather silly, but Mathien knew me well enough to know that I AM rather silly.
“Ha! Hand me the letter for I best be on my way. Perhaps when I return we could go out to the pond with the horses?” I could hear the hopefulness in his voice.
“I would love to! Travel safely!” I said as I watched him ride away.
Mathien is my closest friend in Kelyster. He always knows exactly what I need. Sometimes I wonder how he feels about me. I know he is always there. I can be myself around him. I worry for him when he leaves…

Thank you for reading! This is merely a sample and I will post another sample soon.

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3 thoughts on “Sample of Book of Eon.

  1. Sounds like a fantastic start to your fantasy novel. Aeowna has lots of challenges ahead of her. I am intrigued to know how she journeys through them! Post again, SOON!

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