The Dream of Nytefall

Dean and Benny from ‘Supernatural’

The actions of Leo Kandrel in War of Nytefall: Eradication pose a big threat to Clyde and his people.  They are being hunted and can be returned to their old-vampire or mortal state, which makes them easy prey.  People are starting to gather behind Leo to create a new Duragian army that will march across Windemere to wipe out the Dawn Fangs.  Yet, there is more at risk than lives.  Clyde’s dream for his people can come crashing down if Leo pushes him too far.  Do people even remember that he has a dream?

Remember that Dawn Fangs are being placed among mortals to live and create real bonds without revealing their true nature.  Since they have heartbeats, can eat mortal food, and minimize their blood lust, they can mix with their ‘prey’.  This can be seen as both good and bad.  People may get terrified to learn that there’s a new breed of vampires who are able to pass as mortal, which means they aren’t easy to identify.  That makes it more difficult to avoid getting eaten by them.  Fear would run rampant at this revelation, especially so soon after the Great Cataclysm.  Clyde is well aware of this, which is why he has strict rules about Dawn Fangs being found out.  It is also why he is determined to keep their existence a secret until the war with Nyte is over and the chances of mortals being afraid is minimal.

How will he accomplish this since vampires are notorious monsters?  Well, that’s why he’s planting agents among Windemere’s populations.  They are working as farmers, blacksmiths, florists, sailors, and whatever other trade they have mastered.  They are making friends with neighbors and helping their chosen homeland thrive.  Any feeding is done in a prearranged way with either a distant source, delivery, or a local mortal who is willing to help with the dream.  By the time Clyde reveals the existence of Dawn Fangs, he will be able to point at all of these people and show that they have been living there without doing harm.  Their peaceful coexistence in secret will bolster Nytefall’s ability to make a treaty or at least be left alone.  It’s a difficult path since he has Xavier wanting to wipe the Dawn Fangs out and various enemies who are forcing him to take some very public actions.

Clyde’s main goal tends to get lost by people who focus on his fighting and personal relationships.  No surprise since those are the main part of the book.  You can’t have him utter his dream every chapter without it getting silly.  Doesn’t fit his character either since he doesn’t like repeating himself.  It is hard to recognize that a violence-oriented character like Clyde is determined to create an everlasting peace.  If you read his words more carefully, you can see that he doesn’t expect to benefit from such a world.  It’s almost like he is sacrificing his humanity to make sure the other Dawn Fangs can be treated better than monsters.

As the series progresses, this dream is going to slide more into the spotlight.  War of Nytefall: Eradication shows how many mortals aren’t ready, which may push Clyde back a few steps.  It’ll all depend on what secrets he unearths and how public the battles are.

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What is Your Style of Learning?

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Hi, SEers! Mae here on a cold February day. If you happen to live in the southern hemisphere and are enjoying beautiful temperate weather, please bottle some and send it up north! Winter doldrums aside, I thought it would be interesting to take a look at learning. Bear with me as I make the loop from point A to point B, because there’s a small hike in between.

Starting with Point A
For the last few years, I have—on and off—been trying to learn Spanish. Fortunately, there are numerous apps and products to help with language learning, and lately I’ve buckled down. One of the programs I looked into favors speaking Spanish words before learning to write them.

Think about it—when you were a baby, you formed words by mimicking what you heard. You learned to speak before you learned to write. And, herein, lies a problem for me, because…

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The Dawn Fangs Return in War of Nytefall: Eradication! Now Available on Amazon! #vampires #fantasy

Is the Orb of Durag the key to Clyde and the Dawn Fangs destruction?

Cover Art by Alison Hunt

As Dawn Fang vampires are found dead across Windemere, their infamous leader will remember what it is to be afraid.

With the truce between Nyte and Nytefall nearing its end, an old enemy has emerged to rekindle the vampires’ most ancient feud. A Duragian priest is on the move and he is wielding a weapon that can depower and kill Dawn Fangs. This follower of the Sun God has claimed enough victims that Lord Tempest wants the weapon for himself and Clyde is beginning to worry that his fledgling kingdom is in danger of extinction. When it becomes clear that the mysterious relic and Clyde’s transformation into the first Dawn Fang are connected, he will be forced to face a past that he can barely remember.

What can Clyde do to defend his people, his life, and the child he does not know is on the way from the terrifying Fist of Durag?

 Excerpt: Stirring

The thick darkness that greets Clyde’s eyes is suffocating and disturbingly familiar. A disconcerting numbness flows along his skin and plunges all of his senses into a mental fog. He groans as he sits up and touches the warm ground beneath him, his fingers finding it rough and jagged. The memory of being in Gregorio’s lair strikes his mind like a perfectly aimed arrow and he tries to stand up. A dull ache courses through his legs and forces him to remain on the floor, which trembles for a brief moment. Picking up a stone, he can feel the faint carving of half a sun with a grinning face. With a yawn, the vampire throws the rock away and waits for it to land, but the sound of it bouncing takes several minutes to reach his ears. Clyde scowls when the noise ends with a strange thud that reminds him of a fist punching flesh. The distant gurgling of a stream draws his attention to the right and he squints at a strange form that is gradually taking shape in the gloom. Finding the energy to rise, he gets to his feet and wipes the dirt from his body, which he learns is unclothed. The Dawn Fang’s senses steadily return to their full strength and he realizes that his vision has been blocked by his own hair. Luscious and tangled tresses cascade from his head to cover everything from his scalp to his elbows. Wrapping all of the strands around his left hand, he uses his right to slice them off and is about to use his fingers like scissors when his body locks.

The ruins of the Duragian temple are laid out before Clyde, their details making it clear that they are the genuine articles. Bodies of civilians and priests are strewn about the area, all of them having been drained of blood. A white-bricked wall has been marked with scratches that the vampire knows are a foolish attempt to keep track of time, which he abandoned after he had run out of prey. Far in the distance, he can see the tower where he was once held prisoner, its top seven floors having snapped off as it sunk. Light pulses from the enormous structure to drive the cavern’s darkness into the corners. Smaller shrines help to illuminate the streets, which are littered with debris. The smell of rotting meat is thick in the air, the stench emanating from the abandoned food and corpses. Not far away, the vampire sees a cleared area with a burn mark in its center. It takes him a moment to recognize the battered ruins of the execution square, its right side having slumped into a sinkhole.

A pang of doubt and anxiety races through Clyde’s mind as he recalls getting struck by the fake Fists of Durag. He begins to walk through the ruins in search of signs that he is being tricked, but it becomes clear that he is not trapped within an illusion. All attempts to see through the spell are met with failure, which feeds a primal rage in the pit of his soul. Coming to a broken fountain, he kneels and scoops up a handful of stagnant water to drink. The foul liquid makes his tongue burn and his stomach twists to the point where he has to vomit in order to avoid passing out. Focused on his own body, Clyde releases his severed hair when he realizes that his heart is no longer beating. Jamming a finger between his ribs, he touches the organ to find it wrinkled and still. With a growl, he swings his fist at the nearest building only to find that he cannot knock the whole structure over. The vampire stares at the hole in the wall and flexes his fingers, which make the gestures for a claw-growing spell. He curses loudly when he feels his nails lengthen and harden into natural blades.

“What in all of Windemere is going on?” Clyde asks.

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Start the adventure from the beginning with War of Nytefall: Loyalty!

Cover Art by Alison Hunt

Then, follow the vampire-filled fun with War of Nytefall: Lost!

Cover art by Alison Hunt

Afterwards, continue the action-packed journey with War of Nytefall: Rivalry!

Cover Art by Alison Hunt

Interested in more Windemere?  Then don’t forget to check out Charles E. Yallowitz’s first series: Legends of Windemere

All Cover Art by Jason Pedersen

About the Author:

Charles Yallowitz was born and raised on Long Island, NY, but he has spent most of his life wandering his own imagination in a blissful haze. Occasionally, he would return from this world for the necessities such as food, showers, and Saturday morning cartoons. One day he returned from his imagination and decided he would share his stories with the world. After spending many years fiddling with his thoughts and notebooks, he decided that it was time to follow his dream of being a fantasy author. So, locked within the house with only pizza and seltzer to sustain him, Charles brings you tales from the world of Windemere. He looks forward to sharing all of his stories with you and drawing you into a world of magic.

Twitter: @cyallowitz
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End of Winter Break and Nearing the Start of a Debut!

First, I’m going to announce that War of Nytefall: Eradication is live tomorrow.  I’ll be honest.  It’s already live, but I’m doing the big proclamation tomorrow.  So, that’s something to look forward to.  On to the past and future . . . Wow, I’m not liking either of those options.

To say that the solo part of my break didn’t go as planned is an understatement.  Keep in mind that I had 4 days when my son was with his mother, which one would assume is perfect for writing time.  Even going out with friends one evening and movies during one of the days meant I could get 4 chapters done.  What was the final tally of chapters that I completed during this time?

.5 chapters . . . HALF A CHAPTER!

I really didn’t expect things to go that badly, but they did and I was very vocal about the situation.  I was miserable.  For those who forgot or didn’t know, the carpeting was torn out of the upstairs of the house and replaced with wood flooring.  This would be where my room and my son’s room are, so I was evicted from my private space.  I slept on a bed where a bar went across where my shoulders were and another was around my lower back.  My clothes were in a drawer that sat in the corner of the living room.  My laptop was set up on a corner of the dining room table with my hat rack to one side, more drawers behind me, and the mattresses stacked to the other side.  I wasn’t alone in the house either, so even headphones didn’t really help me out.  Then there was when they put stain down on the stairs during two of those 4 days . . . The fumes!  I vacated the house the first time, but I had nowhere to go and it was cold during the second.  Just found a ventilated corner with that GRE math review book and muttered about how my 2020 plan had been destroyed.  Now, everything was finished on Monday, which is when I spent the entire day moving everything back upstairs.  That’s all furniture up one flight of stairs and all of the books, dvds, and toys from the basement (2 flights).  One would think this would open up Tuesday to writing . . . Except my body ached so much that I just went to see ‘Birds of Prey’ and left it at that.  Not a stellar author period.

Once my son was home, I settled into parenting time, which was fun.  We mostly relaxed since he had some appointments.  Yesterday was the big event with friends.  We went to see ‘Sonic the Hedgehog’ and then went to a retro arcade game exhibit at a nearby museum. All of that was a lot of fun.  We’re going to spend the weekend do the same since we have to get back onto a school schedule for Monday.  Going to be 6 weeks before we get a break, which means it’s a long haul.  I get three weekends in March, so I may be able to finish War of Nytefall: Ravenous by then.  Spring Break can be used to set up for War of Nytefall: Savagery and maybe finish the notes for So, You Want to be a Fantasy Author? (Still not sure about that title.)

I have to do a lot of studying for the GRE, which I’m taking near the end of March too.  Far too much on my plate that I don’t even know what task to tackle.  My puzzles might have to wait, which is good because I have the pile of completed ones on the work table and I need to give them backings.  Finding large rolls of double-sided tape is tough.  By the way, using rubber cement is effective, but there’s a problem, especially in the winter when you can’t open windows.  That would be the fumes, which I forgot about when I glued one down right next to my bed.  Oops.

In other news, I got a foldable exercise bike that I’m going to be testing out soon after this post goes live.  Not that hard to put together.  The small test I did was really good since it moves really smoothly.  Uses magnetic resistance and the handlebars have a pulse sensors on it.  Not that I know what’s a good one or not.  My hope is to get up to doing 30 minutes on Saturday and another 30 on Sunday then free weights during the weekday mornings.  It’s the best I can do with my schedule.

Is it wrong that I feel like I’m getting bogged down with everything?  I mean, I have the Nytefall books, fantasy tip book, blog posts, and a possible Ichabod Brooks collection on top of GRE studying, parenting, working, exercising, and hunting down a college program.  I’ve been told that this is what adulthood is and everybody has it this bad.  If that’s the case then I can see why depression, anxiety, and other mental illnesses are on the rise.  One could give up the dreams and focus on the ‘practical’ stuff, but that leads many to bitterness and a feeling that they have no true purpose other than survival.  You can continue balancing it, but outside forces always judge that tactic.  It’s like we’ve developed a society that is fueled by eroding psyches and spiritual suffering.  We can never take time to relax without guilt or falling behind in things because everything goes on without us even if we’re a main part of events.  Eh, this is too big of a rant for me today.

Goals for the week?

  1. Announce War of Nytefall: Eradication tomorrow.
  2. Have fun with the son.
  3. Get back onto using the exercise bike.
  4. Return to school.
  5. GRE studying.
  6. Start putting backings on puzzles, so I can start a new one.
  7. Seriously, I need to take time to finish those fantasy tip sections.  I can use that book as a breather between Nytefall volumes.  Maybe it’s getting harder because I don’t feel like I should be advising anybody on anything.
  8. Finish May blog scheduling.
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The Duragians

DnD Cleric

Children of the sun
Brightest of the holy ones
They stand tall
To heal those hurt
And help the strays
With rays of power
They erase the rot
Facing undead
That emerge from shadows
And feast upon the flock
As long as the sun sits high
Durag will hold court
And bless his children
With the warmth of his love


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Immortal Wars: The Summoning Part 7 #fiction #throwback

(Previously on Immortal Wars.)

Disclaimer: Immortal Wars was the book I came up with and wrote in high school.  I hadn’t even hit college by the time I wrote the first two books.  That means I hadn’t developed my style yet, wasn’t good at self-editing, and the story was fairly basic. So, you’ve been warned that this is the ultimate author throwback segment for my blog and will show my author origins.  FYI-  I put the first book (The Summoning) through a Print-on-Demand publisher and the second one (Light, Blood, & Tears) never saw the light of day.  Enjoy!

“I am sorry for the intrusion.  My name is Solix.  And I am here to ask for your help in saving the universe,” says Solix as he sheathes his sword.  Steve and Delila are at the other end of the room staring at the man who just appeared out of thin air.

“Whatever.  I don’t know how you just did that magic trick, but get the hell out of my house!  I don’t care if you’re President of Pluto.  Get the hell out!” shouts Delila.

“There must be some mistake.  I do not come bearing any harm toward either of you.  I just need your help in saving the universe.  There is a force of evil that has returned to this galaxy and I am too old to fight against it by myself.  That is why I need the help of the new planet guardians.  You are two of them.”

“That’s possibly one of the stupidest excuses for trespassing that I have ever heard.  Now, take your Renaissance reject ass out of my house.”

“Hold on, Delila.  He did just appear out of nowhere.  I say that we should let him talk and then decide,” says Steve.

“This isn’t one of your comic books, Steve.  I’m willing to bet that this guy is some escaped asylum patient.  But you want to believe him then go ahead.  I want you to prove that you’re not human, Solix.  Let’s just see how powerful you are,” mentions Delila.

“Prove it?  Fine,” replies Solix.  He takes out his sword and slices his other hand off with a clean chop.  Delila starts to scream at the top of her lungs while Steve turns away from the severed limb.

“As a planet guardian, I am immortal.  Nothing is capable of killing me.  Not even suicide can destroy me.  Since you two are some of the new guardians, you are immortal as well and can also regenerate.  Like so.”  Delila and Steve watch as a new hand simply grows out of the stump and Solix wipes the dried blood off his arm.

“I don’t believe this.  It’s so incredible, but you just grew a limb back and appeared out of nowhere.  That’s just impossible unless you’re telling the truth.  Can you explain anything else to us?”  asks Delila as all color drains from her face.  Steve is just staring at Solix’s new hand and mumbling several questions under his breath.

“I would like to explain everything when the other two new guardians have arrived.  Just to make things easier.  And before you ask, I do not have the slightest idea of your birthright powers.  The birthright powers are different for every immortal.  Some are very powerful warriors while others are great healers.  The only common thing is that all immortals are physically more powerful than human beings and they live forever.”

Steve finally snaps out of his trance and says, “What are we the guardians of?”

“That I can tell you.  There is a planet guardian for every planet in this solar system.  Since this great evil has returned to destroy us, I need new guardians.  Steve is the Earth guardian while Delila is the Neptune guardian.  I am also waiting for the Mars guardian and the Venus guardian to arrive.  I believe you two already know them.  Their names are Edward Slane and Kelly Tavinowsky.  I must say that the Venus guardian’s last name is a real long one,” explains Solix as he sits down on a nearby couch.

“Wait one second.  We’re going to be spending eternity with Edward and Kelly?  I’m beginning to hate this immortality thing already.  Then again I still can’t believe any of this is happening.  Especially the severed limb and regeneration thing,” complains Delila.  Just then the doorbell rings and Steve goes to answer it.  Ed and Kelly walk into the living room and stop dead in their tracks when they see the man in armor.

“Interesting.  Did we come at a bad time?” asks Kelly.  Solix stands up and suddenly teleports over to Ed and Kelly.  This causes Ed to jump back a few feet and Kelly stares with big eyes at Solix.  Finally she just stumbles to a nearby chair, sits down, and puts her head between her legs while breathing deeply.

“You’re timing could not have been any better.  My name is Solix.  And I need your help in stopping an evil force,” mentions Solix

“Nice armor, but you really have to work on that pick up line.  An evil force could be anything from nuclear war to my mom’s cooking.  Is he an escaped mental patient?” whispers Ed into Steve’s ear.

“Just sit down.  You’re in for a very interesting story,” mentions Steve.  For the next half-hour, Solix basically does the same routine in order to get them to believe that he is telling the truth.  Only this time he teleports around the room instead of severing a limb because Delila complained about having to clean the rug.  He manages to get all of their attention and interest by making it sound like a simple adventure.

“Now that you believe me.  What questions do you have?” asks Solix.  Everybody is quietly looking around at each other.

Edward suddenly says, “What happened to the old guardians?  Why do you need new ones if the older ones should still be alive?”  As soon as the question finishes Solix’s face turns very pale.

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A quick update about Grinders

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I love hour-long lunch breaks, they allow me a moment for things like this. The WiFi came back on yesterday, so last night I spent some time on Amazon and uploaded Grinders. This morning they notified me that it is a book. Here is a little bit about it:

Jimi Cabot made one mistake as a starving college student. When she went to work for the San Francisco Police Department, it nearly cost her the job. The union stepped in and they had to reinstate her. They did so by assigning her to the duty nobody wants, Grinder Squad.

Grinders are people who use back room surgeries to enhance their bodies with computer chips, and various kinds of hardware. Jimi is sure that if she can just bust one grind shop, it will be her ticket back.

Paired with veteran cop, she soon learns that Grinder Squad is a cash-cow…

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