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First Plane Trilogy

I’m an international, multiple award-winning author with a passion for the voices in my head. As a singer, songwriter, independent filmmaker and improv teacher and performer, my life has always been about creating and sharing what I create with others. Now that my dream to write for a living is a reality, with over a hundred titles in happy publication and no end in sight, I live in beautiful Prince Edward Island, Canada, with my giant cats, pug overlord and overlady and my Gypsy Vanner gelding, Fynn. Sibling Rivalry I loved my sister with all my heart, but there were times like these when I hated her, too. I tried very hard not to allow the reality of being Syd’s little sister weigh on me, but it was so difficult when my entire life was about scrutiny, either from those who couldn’t wait for me to screw up, or from my family who watched with barely-concealed concern. Everyone waited for me to crack under the pressure. The next person who compared anything I accomplished to what Syd would have done was going to perish in flame and agony. Meira might sit on First Seat, but her initial four years as Ruler haven’t been as easy as she thought they’d be. Thanks to her father’s new policies, Meira’s power has been diverted away from Ruler and into the hands of her Second Seat and grandfather, Henemordonin, as well as the greedy and grasping court of Demonicon. Struggling to regain control while being constantly bullied and tormented, Meira faces a fresh concern—a cult of mysterious demons has risen in the outer planes, preaching love and peace, finding followers where no religion has ever succeeded before.

Patti Larsen · Fantaisie
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Chapter 39: Ram's Lineage

I emerged into the monitor station with a heavy heart, to find Mabel waiting for me, but noting my sister and grandfather

were gone.

"Sydlynn took Henemordonin back to Ostrogotho," Mabel said. "By force."

I nodded. "It's bad," I said. "We felt another plane leave, but couldn't stop it. The Node is coming apart in slices and

there's nothing I can do about it."

Mabel's hand touched my shoulder, the contact bringing my sagging head up. "We will find out the truth of this," she

said. "And we will save your planes."

I wished I shared her confidence. I led her through the veil to the Node. It greeted her with some enthusiasm, though it

almost felt sleepy to me. We'd talked, before the present mess made my life a different kind of hell, about how Ahbi and

Syd had changed the Node. How their presence had altered it somehow. That deep quiet I'd sensed earlier was a different