QSFer Erik Schubach has a new FF Fantasy book out, Techromancy Scrolls Book 7 (the last one!): “Colossus.”
Almost three thousand years after an extinction level event on Earth, mankind seeks to regain its former glory, in a new world where magic and technology collide.
The habitable lands settle after the happenings in New Cali and their people join Sparo as one of their newest realms. And Laney Herder has settled into her Great Mother role as the co-ruler of Sparo, accepting both her role in the world and herself as her abilities continue to grow along with her power.
The location of the writings of the magics of the Great Wizards of the Before Times has been ascertained, and an expedition from Sparo is assembled to embark upon the most ambitious undertaking of their time.
Laney leads the epic search for the faraway land of the D.C. to find the mythic Library of Congress to finally complete Sparo’s reclamation of the knowledge of the Before as Sparo forges a new path forward.
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Excerpt
My heart, Celeste and I looked on in the new training yard of the Rangers of Sparo, a neutral branch of protectors who answered only to the Templars, who stood outside the governance of any of the realms of Sparo as she grew. A group who helped keep the peace between all the new lands who have voted to become part of the reunification of mankind in a world torn asunder by the Great Impact.
I still found it surreal that I, Laney Herder, was now co-ruler of all the realms. A dirty trick of the prior Great Mother of the Mountain Gypsies foisted upon me. And I still turn my head every time someone calls me the Great Mother of Sparo… the lands of hope.
That there were now fifteen realms and one protectorate, read occupied territory, in Sparo now, when there had been but eleven before I ventured out into the broken world on an ill-fated adventure to Far Reach so very long ago it felt like another lifetime ago. All three of the Outlands which had been invaded by Avalon were now Realms as they continued their recovery of the enslavement and occupation of their lands once we liberated them from their oppressors. And New Cali signed the compact just last month.
The Eastlands we had discovered just one year aforetime, is smaller even than New Cali, and its inhabitants have made it clear that they are not interested in diplomacy with us and requested that we stay out of their airspace with our ‘infernal machines.’ We of course will keep an open channel with them in case they ever wish to create trade channels or wish for cultural exchange so that we may learn of each other’s people better in the future.
Before we were expelled, we found signs that the Cristea band of the Mountain Gypsies had indeed found the Eastlands and made it their home as well. Beyond that, we do not know how they have assimilated with the people of those lands.
We send new expeditions every few months, enlarging our search radius to try to locate even more pockets of life, and… unfortunately, found the remains of lands that did not thrive and the peoples died out in bygone eras. Five oases and even one wild jungle that has persevered against the Uninhabitable Lands, with no people to spoil the amazing wilderness there. And the scholars who found it weren’t very imaginative as they called the land The Wilderness.
My heart, Celeste and I looked on in the new training yard of the Rangers of Sparo, a neutral branch of protectors who answered only to the Templars, who stood outside the governance of any of the realms of Sparo as she grew. A group who helped keep the peace between all the new lands who have voted to become part of the reunification of mankind in a world torn asunder by the Great Impact.
I still found it surreal that I, Laney Herder, was now co-ruler of all the realms. A dirty trick of the prior Great Mother of the Mountain Gypsies foisted upon me. And I still turn my head every time someone calls me the Great Mother of Sparo… the lands of hope.
That there were now fifteen realms and one protectorate, read occupied territory, in Sparo now, when there had been but eleven before I ventured out into the broken world on an ill-fated adventure to Far Reach so very long ago it felt like another lifetime ago. All three of the Outlands which had been invaded by Avalon were now Realms as they continued their recovery of the enslavement and occupation of their lands once we liberated them from their oppressors. And New Cali signed the compact just last month.
The Eastlands we had discovered just one year aforetime, is smaller even than New Cali, and its inhabitants have made it clear that they are not interested in diplomacy with us and requested that we stay out of their airspace with our ‘infernal machines.’ We of course will keep an open channel with them in case they ever wish to create trade channels or wish for cultural exchange so that we may learn of each other’s people better in the future.
Before we were expelled, we found signs that the Cristea band of the Mountain Gypsies had indeed found the Eastlands and made it their home as well. Beyond that, we do not know how they have assimilated with the people of those lands.
We send new expeditions every few months, enlarging our search radius to try to locate even more pockets of life, and… unfortunately, found the remains of lands that did not thrive and the peoples died out in bygone eras. Five oases and even one wild jungle that has persevered against the Uninhabitable Lands, with no people to spoil the amazing wilderness there. And the scholars who found it weren’t very imaginative as they called the land The Wilderness.
It was such a busy time for us and I felt as if we never had time to catch our breaths, like today.
Author Bio
I got my start writing novels by accident. I have always been drawn to strong female characters in books, like Honor Harrington. And I also believe that there is a lack of LGBT characters in media. So one day I came up with a story idea that combines the two… two days later I completed the manuscript for Music of the Soul.
Each of my books features strong likable female characters that are flawed. I think that flaws and emotional or physical scars make us human and give us more character than simply conforming to some “social norm”.
I write in many genres including romance, scifi, fantasy, paranormal, dystopian, and even cozy mysteries.
My most ambitions undertaking is the Techromancy Scrolls series that is an epic adventure in the world three thousand years after a mass extinction event. Mankind is rebuilding in a world where magic and technology collide.