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Friday, January 6, 2017

Concordant Vibrancy 3: Y. Correa


Hello Readers, Writers, and Precious Patrons and thank you for visiting All Authors Blog. For the next two weeks, we will be meeting the participants of the third installment of the Concordant Vibrancy collection, entitled “Lustrate”.



Today, we present Y. Correa who will discuss why she decided to participate in Lustrate, along with a small excerpt from her work.





What inspired you to be a part of Lustrate?

Well, I admit that it would be a little hypocritical if I hadn’t participated in Concordant Vibrancy 3: Lustrate as it’s an invention of All Authors P&P of which I’m the Founder and President. *giggling*

But, apart from that, Concordant Vibrancy is always a collection that inspires my creativity so I want to be a part of it regardless of my position among All Authors P&P. When you consider the versatility and the talent that’s incorporated in the collection, what can be more rousing? For a writer, nothing, if you ask me.

Of course, with the theme being “Water” there is so much that can be said, interpreted and imaged, from the metaphorical to the realistic, water is simply a phenomenal vessel for storytelling.

With that said, the piece I wrote for Concordant Vibrancy 3: Lustrate is called “Twin Planets”.

"Twin Planets" is the story of Kab and Mangala--the planets we know today as Earth and Mars. At one time Kab and Mangala lived in perfect synchronization. Until one day, The Devourer appeared from nowhere and changes the lives of all the inhabitants of these two planets forever. This change calls for the unwavering ability to look forward and not give into the inevitable just to have the necessary.  






Excerpt from Twin Planets:

From a tiny whole drifting inside of a blackness far beyond understand, burst the expanse of the universe. Like a single pebble in a pond of nothingness came forth a cosmic splendor; radiating, shimmering lights made of mineral, ash, fire and gas. Colossal mounds pressed together around the prime sources of energy and gravity to eventually form rings of precious stones—infinite arrangements of life newly born.

Yet, this life was lifeless.

Until …

True life began.
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Inside of one configuration in particular grew binary globes. Side by side, blue and green, one larger, one smaller, but both equally pooling with vitality.

The awesomeness of Creation is in the magnificence of its perfection.

In the grand abyss of space and time, among the rotation of a solar system which blossomed from nothing, the Twin Planets rotated around themselves. An axis in precise alignment to one another. As the Twin Planets danced their intergalactic ballet—the larger of the two around the smaller—in conjunction, they also cavorted around the Source. Their brethren of celestial bodies in tow, forming a tail of ripples in the heliocentric system.

From these Twin Planets, Kab and Mangala, emerged existence. On Mangala grew beings with souls and intellect. On Kab grew reptilian gargoyles without understand, who lived on instinct alone.

While the evolution of all things took billions of years to develop, once the Pebble of Creation had completed its excursion, the final outcome was perfection.

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Xynaya stared up at the sky which was painted in an aurora of blues and whites, tiny speckles of red peppered the view as it peeked through the predominantly light scene. Waves and streams of smoggy clouds formed sundry designs in the sky. Xynaya attempted to figure them out, her imagination pasting faces and objects to the obscureness of the puffy billows.

Xynaya laid on the ground, a mixture of soil and verdure. It smelled spicy, minty and sweet. Xynaya’s oversized wool-like fabric robe, and the tresses of her wavy red-orange hair were splayed on the ground as though they’d melted into the firmament.

The brightness of the day made her brown skin glisten like black diamonds sheathed in quasi-transparent leather. Her young, firm skin a sufficient interpretation of that of her people. Most of them looked like her. Perhaps it was the thin air. The atmosphere was diluted to the point where the Source heated Mangala significantly. Thus, Mangalian’s were of dark epidermis.

Xynaya grazed her hangs across the fluff and grit of the ground. She loved being here, like this. Doing nothing in particular. Not being commanded to do anything, just living … freely.



For more of Twin Planets and other contributions in Concordant Vibrancy 3: Lustrate, rush and acquire on January 17th.