Saturday, April 22, 2017

Tigers Don't Have Wings... or Do They?


Driven from their homeland by the vengeance of a bitter king, Bora and her best friend Nari are entranced when the mists part to reveal the beautiful land of Ashiato.  Nari wishes only to be allowed to live her life in peace, away from war and constant power mongering, but Bora disdains peace and sets her sights higher, on the Palace itself.

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It all began with a kdrama.

Late in October 2015, I was watching an episode of the Korean drama Empress Ki, which is set during the time Goryeo (Korea) was under Yuan (Mongolian) overlordship.  Lady Ki was a Korean concubine of the Yuan emperor and rose to become his empress, shortly before the southern Yuan empire dissolved and was replaced by the Ming dynasty.  It’s a fascinating story of palace politics, the machinations of noble families, and the love of kings for a smart woman.  (Also, an awesome Mongolian historian general.)

While watching this episode, I was chatting with my best friend, Katherine Sophia, who had watched the drama while it aired and had strenuously insisted I'd love it.  (She wasn’t wrong.)
Me: GOSH, I do love Chinese court and harem dynamics.
Kate: haha.  Okay, but I adored allll the facing off of everybody.  It was awesome.  And it’s all about power plays and crazy relationships… so it’s fascinating.  XD. We wouldn’t want to live them, but they’re interesting.  SO MUCH POWER.  NOBODY WAS COMPLETELY STUPID OR COMPLETELY HATEFUL.

Me: ‘Xactly.  As much as I think I actually personally could rise to the top and at least stay there for a while, I wouldn’t actually want to try it. 

Kate: You really probably would.  It’d still be pleasanter if you didn’t have to.  Myself on the other hand, would probably be one of the first to die.  XD

Me: Nah, you’d be the best friend that I protected all along while rising to the top.  ............Ohhhhh.  Now I want to write that.

Kate: Aww, okay, now I want to read that.

Me: I’m totally going to do it.

Thus, Wings of the Tiger was born.

From that beginning it became a stress-relieving story I scribbled on from time to time, a scene here, a scene there… and then it sat for a few months and I decided I didn’t just want it to be a 'for fun' story.  I wanted to turn it into a serious project I could throw myself into without losing the stress relief aspects and the fun that originally inspired it.


PINBOARD


Brought before its king, Bora is infuriated when the priests declare them the heirs of the prophecy to unify the land against the coming war.  She is not a pawn, to be used and to walk blindly to her doom.  She will control her own destiny.  Eagerly, she flings herself into the Court politics.  But meddling with prophecies is not a game for mere mortals, as she discovers when her life becomes currency for every competing power and rogue swordsman in the land.


What to expect:
  • harems
  • power plays
  • politics
  • seven elemental clans, including a Phoenix clan that Kate described as ‘the Borgia family of your novel world’
  • animal-themed major and minor clans who spend most of their time building armies and trying to out-politic each other
  • princes and princesses fighting over who will become heir to the king
  • four or five dark lords
  • more power plays
  • alliances
  • elemental powers
  • more politics
  • blood magic
  • warriors
  • dragons
  • even more power plays 
  • unicorns
  • griffins
  • even more politics
  • how far can someone go in pursuit of power for the right reasons without being corrupted
  • every positive trait in a person has a negative potential


Snippet:
Silently everyone awaited Bora’s cry, the final seal to allow their safe passage.

If it’s a scream they wish, they shall have it.  All of the feelings she’d been holding at bay boiled out of her in a shriek that seemed to tear the sails from the mastheads.  Grief over the parents she would never see again, anger at the king who should have protected her father, rage at the events from the moment of being seized by the royal guards until now, annoyance at being forced into exile from everything familiar, and above all sheer, raw fury over being a powerless pawn writhed in the sound emanating from her.

Nari clung to her, refusing to let her pull away, which in her fury she unconsciously strove to do.  Her friend’s touch anchored her as the maelstrom of anger tore through her.

The ship stilled.  Lightning clove the mist, hovering over the surface of the sea for a second that seemed an hour but briefer than a breath.  Sailors stared, frozen in shock.  The captain muttered a sharp oath and spun around to move toward the wheel but the lightning was gone and the ship moving again.  Bora heard him turn to look at her but did not face him.  There was nothing to be said.  She had done as he asked and on her head should not rest any unforeseen result.  The Captain left, walking surely and firmly from memory the length of the enshrouded deck to rejoin the sailor at the wheel.

A low, cackling laugh echoed behind them.  “They asked for it and you gave it, eh?” Bok Soon said.  “Without needing to divine, I predict that whether for good or evil, you bring a powerful fate to this land, Jung Bora.”


Will she bow before the forces of Time and the Universe, or will she discover that she has set herself a task as impossible as finding a tiger with wings?  From gleaming throne rooms to blood soaked battlefields, the tale of kings and queens, hearts and destinies; the shieldwoman who attempted to defy destiny and the swordswoman who swore to make it serve her.


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