I know that many of the other blogs on this hop are giving away teenage Cinderella stories, where a young girl meets a prince (or vampire), they save the world, and then live happily ever after. Not here. I have a special dark fantasy (science fiction) novella by Greig Beck. Arcadian Genesis is currently number one on the iTunes bookstore and top 20 on Amazon’s action/adventure, but two lucky people can win a free ebook copy here! This is the prequel to the Alex Hunter series. So it you’re a new fan or old fan of Greig Beck, this book is for you.
In the spirit of Halloween, we also have a guest post by Greig Beck. Read it and then leave a comment with your email to enter the giveaway. There are TWO winners and this is an international giveaway (October 16th – 21st). No need to follow for this giveaway, but I’d love for you to read my review of Arcadian Genesis HERE and check out the official page for this book on the publisher’s website.
Guest Post by Greig Beck
Not the kind in that back alley with the busted street lamp at midnight, or the night-black forest when the moon has set and just before the sun rises. Something more stygian, mysterious and more impenetrable to even the most dark-adapted eye.
That type of darkness.
When I was just eight years old, my parents took our family to visit the Jenolan caves in the Blue Mountains. They’re one of the largest, deepest and at three hundred and forty million years, oldest limestone cave systems in the world.
After travelling for thirty minutes down and then further down into the wonderful caverns, artificially lit by gothicly placed lighting to best show off the angel wing columns, coral coloured stalagmites dyed blues, greens and reds from different minerals leaking down one small drip at a time for countless millennia, we finally came to a large cathedral like cavern.
Our guide stopped, smiled, and then asked is to spread out so we weren’t touching each other, and then to stand stock-still. He turned out the lights. The darkness was complete – nothing, not a glimmer, glow, or particle of light anywhere.
He spoke softly: ‘now feel the darkness.’
And we did.
It was cold, oppressive, all around us, everywhere, and wrapping itself so sightly it squeezed the chest, and blanketed the senses.
He spoke once again. ‘Listen.’
Almost imperceptibly at first, we could hear it – a slow drip from far away, its echo, plinking ever softer as it bounced softly onwards. Then, a scuttle, something like a low moan, and a stealthy sliding sound – way too close by.
It was unsettling, creepy, and claustrophobic. Even though the logical part of our brains told us we were still in a huge open space, our senses refused to support it.
This was real darkness. This was its world; this sunless place where legends and myths were born and grew strong. There were things living in it. Things that had found sight redundant a million years before. However, these things still ‘saw’ us and knew we were there.
Even after the lights came back on, I remembered those feelings and sensations – on the way home, weeks afterwards, and still today, decades later.
Many of my stories contain scenes of travelling in that type of darkness – and there are things that lurk in that world that see us clearly even though we are blind. Things that are sentient, hungry, waiting, and not like us at all. That world does not belong to us – never did.
This Halloween, remember that dark when you turn into the street without the light, remember that someone or something sees you, far better than you see it.
A final thought; over two thousand people go missing a day – mostly in that kind of darkness. Look over your shoulder, and remember…
No strings attached for this giveaway. Enter a comment below with your email address and you’re automatically in. Giveaway is open internationally and winners have 48 hours to respond by email before another one is chosen. The fall into fantasy hop is hosted by The Write Path and I Am A Reader, Not A Writer. You can visit the other stops on the hop by clicking HERE.