Genre: Fantasy
About selecetialLocation: Philippines Home Region: Age:21 Website: http://laiteceles.livejournal.com/profile Favorite novels: Howl's Moving Castle. Nothing tops this one. Srsly. Favorite writers: Holly Black, Neil Gaiman, Robert Greene, Gregory Maguire, Brothers Grimm, Francesca Lia Block, Terry Pratchett, Diana Wynne Jones Favorite music: Symphonic rock, classical Non-noveling interests: reading, sleeping, slacking off, rping |
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Brief Author Bio: A girl of extremes, and she likes to stay it that way. |
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Synopsis: Ruat Caelum: Let the Heavens Fall
"A child of light shall rise against the gods and a terrible battle shall take place within the skies. At his side will be an army of nine whose powers will rival that of the gods and whose might will equal theirs. They shall march through the Heavenly Gates, blades drawn, with the force and fury of a tempest and many a Caelestian shall fall upon their swords.
For seven days and seven nights, the battle shall go on, neither side winning nor losing. On the eighth will be its turning point as a great tremor shall shake the earth below with the rise of the Chained Prince. He will break free of his cursed shackles and join the child on his crusade, a formidable addition.
On the ninth day, the skies shall darken as the twin moons weep tears of blood, staining everything a deep crimson. But those who are once blinded will have their Sights restored.
On the tenth day, Death and Destruction shall reign upon the heavens and such will be the beginning of the end. Such will be the fall of Paradise.
There is happiness for those who accept their fate. There is glory for those who fight against it."
Lacaile 17:21
Excerpt: Ruat Caelum: Let the Heavens Fall
Si fractus illabatur orbis,
impavidum ferient ruinae
Should the whole frame of Nature round him break,
In ruin and confusion hurled,
He, unconcerned, would hear the mighty crack,
And stand secure amidst a falling world.
- Horace, Odes 3.3.7-8
It was nothing like the Caelestia she had dreamt of, longed to behold.
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