AFTER THE STARS APPEARED
A Lizard Queen Tale
by H.L. Cherryholmes
Date of Publication: August 10th 2020
Cover Artist: Ryan Vale
Genre: Fantasy
ISBN: 8654919922
ASIN: B08D8KRBX5
Number of pages: 299
Word Count: 109,517
Tagline: What if you knew the world surrounding you wasn’t the one you started out in?
BLURB
Consumed by that question and feeling as though she’s lost part of herself, Uyazani despises this unfamiliar world. Glittering stars in the night sky are as abnormal to her as the pressing need to conceal her true origins.
Consumed by that question and feeling as though she’s lost part of herself, Uyazani despises this unfamiliar world. Glittering stars in the night sky are as abnormal to her as the pressing need to conceal her true origins.
Once a low-ranking soldier and now a special deputy for the Queen, she traverses the landscape in search of others who share her memory of a world past. When she locates one who seems to have discovered a possible way back, she grows fiercely determined to use his information to return to their world. But his mind is not what it once was, nor is Uyazani the only one who wants him to unlock the secret. She finds herself in a deadly tug of war with others who have darker intentions.
With time running out, she must either quickly unite his fractured memories to uncover the way home, or accept that the world she longs for will be forever out of reach.
Excerpt:
She pulled down
the exaggerated point of her wimple to better shadow her face. Adding a veil
had been an option, but doing so would indicate she belonged to a cryptic sect,
and that would only bring about questions. She’d chosen a dark-brown, long
jacket and tall black boots for the same reason she’d chosen not to attach a
veil. Should she be noticed, she would look like any of the hundreds of
proselytizers rampant here in the Lower. She’d counted on this when she’d first
learned where he was, and so far, the disguise had worked. No one had given her
a second glance. Not that anyone should, really, not this far south; but on the
off chance someone here was from Queensperch in the Upper and had perhaps
visited High Palace in any sort of capacity, it was best to remain
inconspicuous. Although she planned to continue the ruse while speaking with
the asylum holder, she was nevertheless prepared to reveal herself, should it
come to that. It wouldn’t, though. The heavy purse thumping against her thigh,
as she followed an asylum worker down the narrow corridor, would be enough of
an introduction. She doubted she’d even need to make up a name for herself.
Left alone in
the asylum holder’s cramped study, she took another look at the letter—not the
one that had been sent to inform her of his presence here in the asylum, but
the letter that he had sent to the palace librarian. Many of the words were
smudged and had been long before she’d slipped it into her trouser pocket prior
to leaving the Upper. Because of the smudges in the center crease she guessed
the ink hadn’t quite dried when the page was folded and handed over to whomever
would help to smuggle it out of a castle and into a palace. At the top of the
parchment, however, one line stood out clearly:
When a world
expands history swells
The rest of the
sentence, as well as the rest of the letter, was impossible to see in the
dimness, but she didn’t need to; she’d read it so many times that she was
certain she could recite the missive from memory. This was the letter
confirming the possibility—a very strong possibility—that she could return to
where she belonged. She carefully refolded it and returned it to her pocket.
Gaslights
flickering against the walls cast an unsettling glow that made it seem as if
objects in the room moved ever so slightly when not looked at directly. She
wondered if this was purposeful. The occupants of this place surely needed no
help in being unsettled, so it had to be for visitors. Probably to get them to
leave quickly. The asylum would need more than an onerous ambiance to deter
her. She’d come a long way and had no intention of leaving without the one whom
she’d come for. Sweat gathered at the bottom of her wimple.
GUEST POST
When I set out to write a follow-up to my fantasy series, “The Lizard Queen,” I decided I wanted to tell a stand-alone story that would feature a minor character from the series, rather than any of the leads. Because of the way the series’ conclusion was plotted, I was limited regarding who I could choose. When the heroes of the Lizard Queen accomplished the goal they’d sought from the beginning—fulfilling the prophecy that would expand the world and create a whole new domain—only a limited number of others were with them at the time, so the character to embark on the new journey had to be a soldier who was among them. My other criteria was to feature a protagonist who was basically the opposite of Amy Darlidale, the lead of The Lizard Queen series. While Amy wanted to experience and learn about the world she found herself in, I needed a character who hated where she found herself. After skimming the final book for the thousandth time (probably) I found someone that could be accurately described as an extra, not really even a minor character. That actually freed me somewhat, while also providing a specific moment for the character who would become Uyazani to reflect upon which would define her targeted anger at whoever was responsible for taking her from the only world she’d ever known. This is the simple, original passage from The Lizard Queen in which Uyazani (here yet unnamed) has her encounter with Amy:
When the female guard who had hit Dack with her esacado came in and demanded to know what was going on, Amy spun around to face her.
“What do you think?” she growled at the gulador. “We’re being held captive. That’s enough to upset anyone.”
The quimera looked momentarily surprised, but quickly overcame it and raised the butt her esacado in an attempt to use it on Amy. She wasn’t fast enough, however; Amy, who wasn’t quite as through with her anger as she’d thought, snatched the weapon from the guard, spun it around, and hit her in the face with it, breaking the quimera’s nose.
With just this moment to draw upon, I found a rich new realm of possibility to create a suspenseful post-Lizard Queen tale that could stand alone as its own story, or augment the experience for Lizard Queen fans. Either way, I hope it keeps the reader guessing and questioning the motives of Uyazani and the rest of the characters in “After the Stars Appeared.”
H.L. Cherryholmes, author of The Lizard Queen series, A Slight Touch, Come Back for Me, and The Reminisce was born and raised in Albuquerque, New Mexico but has spent most of his life in California. He has a BFA from the University of New Mexico and a Master’s degree in Playwriting from the University of California, Los Angeles. Currently, he lives in Southern California with his husband, Ron Cogan.
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