Jeffrey Scott
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Portals & Paths: The Nine Gems
Chapter 4: LAK The temple’s double doors, large enough for a parade of howdah-adorned gharjja elephants to enter, opened like broken jaws and groaned upon exhale. The teakwood, plated in etched gold, depicted the sun god, Phra Athit, ascending heavenward on the backs of turtles amid a fanfare of fairies and sprites. A pair of fang-bared, monkey head-shaped silver pulls growled guard as bodies swathed in silks and sweat spilled out in a rainbow waterfall. Wat Phra Athit sat center on the palace grounds like an old, reposed god after a deep lament, gilded robes still glowing under the sun but draping only withered, shadowy arms whose reach had long receded into myth. Phra Ayuttia had constructed the temple before the monkeys had retreated to the northern forests, with seven spires as symbols of hope for the seven new nations rising from the foam of the Blue Samudra. As Ram exited the temple dedicated to the Siandali god of the sun, the Kandali ten-petaled Manipura blazoned above the doors quietly wept shame and sadness, misting the congregation in a yawning hunger. Only Ram, and Seeda, felt the pain.
By Jeffrey Scottabout a year ago in Chapters
Portals & Paths: The Nine Gems
Chapter 3: EMERALD Pailin’s ears woke first. A thousand voices stomped on his swelling head while a dark and swirling world pushed Purge into his body. Damp dirt and moss filled Pai’s lungs with each breath. He felt hardness and wetness beneath his weight.
By Jeffrey Scottabout a year ago in Chapters
Portals & Paths: The Nine Gems
Chapter 2: SEEDA Orange light rolled over the wet green hills east of Ayutaya as the morning’s first rays snuck through the final remnants of a storm limping after the night. The new sun struck the peak of the King’s Tower where Phra Ram diligently edited and reedited the plans for the Great Gathering as he had done for the previous three fulmoons. Sweeping layered roofs with gold gilding and upturned corners reflected the light into beams crisscrossing the palace compound. Outside the walls, morning mist covering Kandala’s capital city coalesced into warm dewdrops, and the inhabitants slowly emerged from their cool slumber to the heat of the Yellow Lands’ shores.
By Jeffrey Scott2 years ago in Chapters
Portals & Paths: The Nine Gems
Chapter 1: STORM The rain fell hard, in drops as large as mango nuts, pelting the deeply soaked woolen robes of five men as they moved with the storm. The hooded figures slithered through the sprouting shoots of rice as quickly as the tempest blew through the ancient wood, their bare feet barely sinking in the paddy’s soft mud. The man in lead turned his head to see the others following diligently in tow. A prominent nose caught dancing light from a disappearing moon as the dying rays ricocheted through thousands of crystal beads of water. The leader flicked a twisted finger toward the sky. There was a brief calm in the clamor as the group pressed on through the wet, swollen rice fields edging the wood.
By Jeffrey Scott2 years ago in Chapters
