The Descent of Perfection

The Descent of Perfection

Seth Kenlon

Language: English

Pages: 124

ISBN: 0984784233

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


Aran Mylo, a simple alchemist and monk, is compelled to go on a disjointed journey through a troubled fantasy world in order to search for her long lost teacher, Procyon Camelopardes.

Away from the solitude of her own cottage, Aran Mylo finds herself in the company of a court fool, a mysterious bard, two opposing queens, religious rivals, and spies. It seems that no one she meets on her journey is who or what they seem to be. But then again, neither is she.

A strange, landmark, non-linear linear [sic] novel.

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obviously having eavesdropped, approached and said, "Will you both be needing a room for tonight?" "I've already got one, friend," said Caxito. Aran Mylo didn't speak until the man had excused himself. "I wonder why he was listening to us," Aran Mylo said, once the man had left them alone. "I suppose because he's a man of business like myself. Hellbent on making a sale, without any need or cause. Me? I make money, and when I count it at night, I sometimes realize I have nothing to do with it.

time, Resmin said, "I must admit that the idea of a woman monk intrigues me, Aran Mylo. I rather hope that you aren't a spy after all." "Thank you." "For what?" Aran Mylo was getting desperate, so she said, "For being so kind. You're a very courteous woman." This, Aran Mylo really did believe now. She hadn't thought it at first, but Resmin had become kinder as the meeting had gone on, which encouraged her a little. Resmin shrugged as she closed her robe. "That's only because I'm trying to

meditated, she could almost feel God's presence again, just like the first time. Chapter 23. The Trial The very next day, in the early afternoon, guards came into the communal prison cell and sought out Aran Mylo. Since she'd stayed exactly where they'd left her, it took them no time at all to find her. They led her out of the cell, through the halls, and to a small room in which there was a barber. Aran Mylo was directed to the single stool in the room, next to which stood the barber,

the prison. Serpens Cauda became aware that the monk was looking at her, and she became self-conscious, and straightened her hair and dress. Once she regained her confidence, she said, "You're a wizard?" She hadn't moved closer to Aran Mylo. "I'm a student of wizardry. I hope to become a Dyn-Alys some day, great God willing." "Tyrean Lynx?" "No, Tyrean Trehendil." The green flame died but there still remained the purple one. Serpens Cauda still did not move toward the monk. She said, "We can

"Thank you. I think." Aran Mylo could smell the strong wine on Resmin's breath, and assumed the queen was on her third or fourth goblet by now. "I noticed that before and at the trial. When we spoke, there was honesty in your voice. When you were speaking with Virbena at the trial, he seemed to be more of a fanatic than you...and I think it was his intention to show that you were the fanatic." "I'm not a fanatic," Aran Mylo said. And she more or less believed that of herself. "But take heed,"

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