Totak H. Clymes is a one of the up-and-coming badasses of dark fantasy literature. Straying away from the usual refurbished creativity you are forced to endure, Totak has devised a brilliantly phenomenal world of fantasy, mixed with magic and unearthly morbid beings.
A spark of white, tinged with distinct blue mist, leapt along her arm and struck out against the creature. The spark collided with the Shade head-on. The creature writhed for mere seconds within the blazing illumination before being vaporized.
Although dark fantasy is not my chosen genre for reading, I found myself enthralled with this story! I truly enjoyed the fantastical ride that a group of strangers partake in the amazing effort to not only survive but to defeat the shadowed beings invading their world.
A terrible screech ripped through the forest. With a fierce wave of its arm, the Shadow let loose a massive wave of miasma and rushing darkness. The force tore across the mountainside without slowing. Trees were stripped of branches and thrown from their place, toppling over one another. Rock exploded from the ground, uprooted by the overwhelming force, and dirt evaporated in mid-air.
Two of the main characters in Amissio Libra: Chaos are Saikah and Nathresh. They have an amusing relationship to say the least.
Na’thresh then assessed Saikah whom he noticed, with a none-too-well hidden start of surprise, was pale as winter snow through and through. Her skin did not hold the same purity that captured the three siblings but was nevertheless a startling tone of sunless peach. Her hair fell in streaming locks of sterling and white-silver to the top of her perky buttocks, occasionally becoming caught under a hand or her legs when she shifted her sitting positions.
Other characters of the persevering team are Aru’ine, Cassandra and Citrine.
“Yes,” Aru’ine interrupted suddenly, a dark and accusative tone staining his words. He stood straight and ran a hand through his hair. Na’thresh met his eye and took a long moment to analyze the expression. Aru’ine was staring at him, not in anger or resentment, but with fear. “You arrived right when the Shades appeared.”
Totak’s writing impressed upon me a sense of rejuvenation in the world of literature. His writing style, which flows poetically and beautifully, is a reminder of what excellent writing should portray. Writing should leave a mark on your mind, a wondrous yearning to read more, to experience more of a writer’s universe. Unlike the occasional writing these days, Totak does not quickly type sentences to get through a scene. He chooses his words carefully, just as worthy writers from our past.
I know I am biased. I am constantly reminded that I am incapable of providing an objective review because, afterall, Totak is my husband. With that said, I urge you to read the first chapter and all snippets that I will post. I assure you, every word Totak has typed will be worth every second of your time.
Shapes glided along endless shadows at the base of trees lining the path to the cabin. Where one appeared, hundreds seemed to follow. For each shape, a new series of indistinct whispers and hisses broke against the deadly silence, but the forest remained quiet. A wail made of undulating, genderless tones filled the air, drowning even the myriad of hushed whispers. The moan distorted itself, creating sounds akin to an echo of a recording being played in reverse. It faded in and out, rising when the hiss of the slithering shapes receded, falling when they bolstered. Distinct, hollow voices emerged through the chaos.
In my conclusion, I will reiterate how fantastic this writing and book is. Totak has gone above and beyond the usual hogwash that is produced today. He is currently writing book two of the Amissio Libra series, Declina.
Read it. Love it. Ache for more!