Blood of the Goddess Book I: The Locust King
Table of Contents
Chapter 1: Locusts at the Gate Chapter 2: A New Name Chapter 3: The Capital Prepares Chapter 4: The Princess is Dead, Long Live the Princess Chapter 5: Outside the Gates Chapter 6: Inside the Black Tent Chapter 7: Surrender at the Temple Chapter 8: The Cult of the Locust Chapter 9: The Locust's Tenets of Faith Chapter 10: Mourners on the Cliff Chapter 11: The Eye of Betrayal Chapter 12: The Dead King's Bedchamber Chapter 13: The Arms of the Goddess Chapter 14: Zayaan of the Narim Chapter 15: The Eyes of the Priestess Chapter 16: A More Permanent Disguise Chapter 17: Tribute Chapter 18: Sacrifice of the New Moon Chapter 19: The Lost Bird Chapter 20: Manah and the Priestess Chapter 21: Desert Creatures Chapter 22: Become the Swarm Chapter 23 The Price of Betrayal Chapter 24: Life Under the Locust Chapter 25: Wild Rose Chapter 26: The Lady Wren Chapter 27: Thought and Desire Chapter 28: The Lady's Captivity Chapter 29: The Wine Maiden Chapter 30: End of Childhood Chapter 31: The Children of Aisha Chapter 32: The Forest Runner Chapter 33: Three Sisters Chapter 34: The Hunt Chapter 35: Bones in the Forest Chapter 36: Lullaby Chapter 37: The Hunter's Horn Chapter 38: Ways Between Ways Chapter 39: Morning Star Chapter 40: A Prophecy for Baraz Chapter 41: Equinox Fires Chapter 42: The Lord Prince Takri Chapter 43: Evening Star Sets Chapter 44: Chaos in the Courtyard Chapter 45: Dasha Chapter 46: Memories Chapter 47: The Body Slave Chapter 48: Caged Beasts Chapter 49: Message from the Capital Chapter 50: Heresiarch Chapter 51: The Color of Blood Chapter 52: Winter Winds Chapter 53: The Bookmaker's Closet Chapter 54: Wrapped in Dignity and Beauty Chapter 55: Vessel of the Goddess Chapter 56: Cracks in the Walls Chapter 57: Two Brothers Chapter 58: The Court of Women Chapter 59: Favored of the King Chapter 60: The Sweetest Fruit Chapter 61: Daughter of the Temple Chapter 62: A Nation of Bastards Chapter 63: The Lute Player Chapter 64: Aisha's Prayer Chapter 65: Promises Chapter 66: Lives Lost Chapter 67: The Tea Maker Chapter 68: Object of Desire Chapter 69: Empty Shelves Chapter 70: Darkness and Light Chapter 71: The Love of Men Chapter 72: The Cursed Ones Chapter 73: Hiding Places Chapter 74: Old Men's Tales Chapter 75: False Prophecies Chapter 76: The Lord Prince Radu Chapter 77: Love Becomes Life Chapter 78: Mistress and Mother Chapter 79: A Test of Strength Chapter 80: The Strigoi-Viu Cometh Chapter 81: Scraps from the Table Chapter 82: A Fool's Errand Chapter 83: The Little Ghost Chapter 84: Stolen Honeycakes Chapter 85: Breathe Chapter 86: Beneath the Palace Chapter 87: Red Pebbles Chapter 88: Common Men Chapter 89: Love and Duty Chapter 90: Nightmares Chapter 91: Earth and Sun Chapter 92: Love and Creation Chapter 93: Until My Last Breath Chapter 94: Fruit and FlowerChapter 39: Morning Star
She fell into the night sky. Warm winds caressed her limbs and ruffled her hair as stars floated by her.
This is the taste of death I promised you, child. Death is not to be feared, Lina's voice echoed alongside Vasi's thoughts. Each of us is made of sky and earth and of light and dark. And we return ourselves to them.
How long have I been dying? asked Vasi.
You have been dying since you were born, said her guide. Just like all living things.
Vasi turned her head to look at Lina. Her eight-legged form stretched across the expanse touching each horizon beneath her. She held the moon between two of her front feet like a precious egg. Her abdomen glowed like the sun, but Vasi could somehow look upon it without being blinded.
You cannot stay here staring at my beauty for much longer, said Lina with a laugh. You have work to do. Come, let me take you to the All-Mother. The spider motioned with one leg, pointing to the darkest part of the sky. She lives there, Vasi.
Vasi felt the warm ocean winds on her face and closed her eyes. The familiar air of the mother tree enveloped her, and she breathed in deeply. Damp earth. The sweet fragrance of fallen leaves covering the forest floor. Tea made from dried flowers and fruit. The warm smell of home. Birdsong. Laughter.
Open your eyes, Vasi.
No, Lina, said Vasi as tears streamed down her cheeks. If I open my eyes, I might live and lose everything again.
"Vasi," a different voice called to her. "This is the beginning of your awakening. Open your eyes. This is more real than anything you have experienced up until this moment."
Vasi opened her eyes and the feeling of weightlessness disappeared. She stood in the mother tree where she had been born. The same place destroyed by the Swarm over a decade previous.
"Would you like some tea, Vasi?" asked the woman kneeling near the fire. Vasi could not remember ever seeing a woman who looked like this one. She seemed to shift between young and old, light and dark as she moved. One moment, a pale old woman with silver hair, the next a brown-skinned matriarch wearing a crown of autumn leaves, then a maiden with golden hair flowing down her back. Finally, Vasi's own mother with her deep luminous eyes and black braids that tinkled with golden bands.
"Who are you?"
She is the All-Mother. Vasi looked for the source of Lina's voice and saw her sitting in a web at the top of the doorframe busily spinning her thread.
"Lina is a good guide," said the woman, shifting in appearance once again. "But she does interrupt at times. I am indeed the All-Mother. I go by many names. Some call me the Lady. Some, Aaysha or even Moon Daughter. Some call me hope and life. You may call me what you will, but I shall call you my Morning Star."
"Can you please stop shifting? I am feeling a bit dizzy," said Vasi, sitting down on a stool by the fire.
It's the venom, said Lina from across the room.
"Of course, dear one." The All-Mother seemed to solidify in front of Vasi into an ageless woman with pale skin and white-gold hair. Her eyes took on the color of a midnight sky. "In Adyll, this is the form by which I am known. Here, I am the Goddess known as the Lady. I usually have wings, but your sweet house is too small to contain them. I am glad you picked this place to meet me, Vasi."
"I picked this place?" asked Vasi.
"Yes. This is the place where you last felt your mother's love. These are the places where those who seek me shall find me." She dunked a cup into the herbal brew on the fire next to which she was sitting and passed it to Vasi. It smelled exactly as Vasi remembered, like honeysuckle and ripe pears.
"They destroyed all of it. This tree. My mother. My grandmother. All gone. Everyone I cared about. And then they took me to wait tables and pour their wine."
"Yes. They did. And you survived all of this, just as all of them wished you to do. They live on in you. As long as your heart beats, as long as you remember them, their memories survive. Mahleck is a terrible devil whose deepest desire is to destroy that which he cannot have - love that is freely given without shame and without compulsion. With that comes the desire to control and subjugate all to his will. But you, brave girl, refuse to be controlled or submit. You are a warrior," said the All-Mother.
"But I did not succeed," said Vasi. "I failed. I gave the knife to the Queen hoping that she would kill him for me. But she failed. And she died as well."
"The strigoi-viu will murder any of my line that he is able. This is no fault of your own. He does this knowing I gather the souls of my descendants as they pass, hoping for one more glimpse of me," said the woman.
"What is strigoi-viu?" asked Vasi.
"Strigoi-viu are those who feed upon the suffering and fear of others. They consume life and hope. They become a walking curse upon the land, drinking the blood of their victims."
"And Mahleck is one of them?" Vasi felt the delicate tickle of Lina's legs upon her hand.
He is the first of the strigoi-viu. He is the one who brings death and fear upon the lands.
The All-Mother nodded in agreement.
"You said you needed a warrior who would not whisper to speak for you," said Vasi. "A warrior to fight the strigoi-viu. I wish to fight."
The pale woman smiled and reached out to embrace Vasi, who snuggled against her bosom.
"You come from a land far from Adyll, Vasi. Where trees hold a mother's love and wise women raise strong children whose feet fly across the forest. Now you have made your way across the desert, hiding among Locusts to speak to a country you do not know and bring them hope and courage."
Vasi felt feathers wrap around her protectively as Lina ran up her arm to hide in her hair. The world shifted around her. When she released the Goddess' embrace she no longer stood in the Mother Tree. Around her were walls of living rock, and a ceiling so dark she could not see where it ended. Rosy morning light flowed from behind her, illuminating an altar upon which poured water from above. Two female forms knelt there in silence.
"Welcome, Morning Star."
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