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And Now For A Short (Quick) Word...

To make a long story short: I lost my younger brother in end-of-February following a two year-and-a-half-long fight with cancer. 😢

After losing my mother in 2010 and my father in 2020, both also to cancer, this constituted a third-in-a-row, brutal blow to my heart... 😟

All this to say: this is the single, foremost reason why writing Psiarch: The Reckoning has been so slow, so difficult, so snail's-paced; heck, I even stopped writing outright at some point. Creativity has this quirk of going on strike or drying up when emotions are disrupted by worries, sadness, and then heartbreak... 😕

But... I'm moving forward now. Creative juices are stirring once again. I even got hit with an inspiration for a previously-unseen direction for the Psiarch Chronicles which will definitely lead to a solid 4 books (instead of the initially planned three) for the cycle. Mind you, this will require some (lots!) rewriting of what I've done so far for Psiarch: Reckoning, and this means the book won't be ready for beta reading until fall 2027 at least, but no matter - in this case, the end truly justifies the means. Trust me on this. 😉

So in the meantime, let's keep on rockin', eh?

And have a good one, everybody - see you until the next update or post here, at Psiarch's Hideout! 😎👍

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Happy (And Healthy) 2026!

My humble wish for you all, in this beginning of 2026, is for this year to be a healthy and successful one!

And don't forget: keep on rockin', eh? 😉👍

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Seasons Greetings!

I wish for everyone a Merry Christmas/Happy Holidays or, as known in Trajan Valence's world, a Merry Yuletide Holidays!

(And thank you for supporting Psiarch: Rising! 🎅)

As always, keep on rockin', eh? 😎👍

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The Aeluryn Chronicles (Part II)

ATTENTION: POTENTIAL (IF NOT DEFINITE) SPOILERS BELOW!!!!!

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************FOR TOTAL SECRETS-LEVEL EYES ONLY************

The following are samples from tablets of written Aeluryn (in Aelur alphabet) myths, stories, and historical records, each radiodated c.a. 72000 BCE. These amberite-coated limestone tablets were discovered by the McGill U. Pinnacle Point Paleontology Group on 07/15/31 at the Pinnacle Point paleontological cave-site, Western Cape Division, South Africa Sector, SumAfrica Consolidate, and fully translated by early 2036 before being classified under Total Secrets-Level Protocols.

For each excerpt, the numbers indicate tablet number, paragraph, and line(s). Original styles, grammar, punctuation were preserved in the translations. Numerical in (parentheses) are translations of Aelur numericals.

6.1.1-4

A lull in the wars of wrath, a summer tempest night, a harbinger night/

An outlander, cowled, on the House Aemghyr gates: that, he knocked.

Archthundereress S’lera an Aemghyr, her elite thunderers, her warriors/

Atop their battlements, lightning sparks crackling in hands, wary: that, they were.

S’lera [Stranger standing at our gates, hark! Uninvited, unwelcomed/

A grim doom about you, perceived, felt—begone or be dead: that, I order!]

Stranger [From Outlands, lost Gifted tribe, decimated by Ungifted swarms/
Of mind whispering gifted mother, will force gifted father—P’ladin an Aelur: that, I be.]

6.2.1-4

S’lera [Houseless outlander, hark! Bother House Mnyem or House Vaeskyr, as by your Gift/

Our adversaries, our enemies, their filthy mongrels—unwanted: that, I declare!]

P’ladin [My gone brethren, parents—peace, cooperation, no division by Gift/

Tired, cold, hungry—from you, food, shelter, only for this night: that, I implore.]

S’lera [Suspicious story, tale of Unity—mocked, ridiculed, dismissed as falsehood/

My elites, my soldiers, hark! This Houseless mongrel—strike him down: that, I order!]

P’ladin—hood of cloak lowering, gaze rising, glaring at all atop House Aemghyr ramparts/
S’lera, her warriors, shocked, scared—blue light, his eye orbs: that, they glowed.

6.3.1-4

P’ladin [Those rejecting charity, generosity, peace, Unity—enemies of all my Aelur brethren/

Those acting as Ungifted toward Gifted not their own—also my enemies: that, I proclaim!]

P’ladin—by will force, a blue light aura surrounding him, lifting from ground/

By mind whispering, S’lera, her warriors—lightning waning, frozen in place: that, he achieved.

P’ladin [Archthunderess S’lera an Aemghyr, House Aemghyr elite thunderers, soldiers/

Callousness, warmongering, Aelur kinslaying—for you, these end this night: that, I announce!]

P’ladin—a wave of his hand, by will force thunderclap, shattering House Aemghyr battlements/
Terrified S’lera, her warriors—falling all about, screaming, injured, dead: that, he accomplished.

6.4.1-4

S’lera [Behold, oh Lord Creators, faithful House Aemghyr’s ramparts in ruins/

My injuries, my fallen warriors—all brought about by only one man: that, I lament!]

S’lera [Woe is this night of the fall of my House. How, two Gifts, can this devil wield?/

By Archseer J’radin an Saekeryn’ vision, is he the Archlord of Power prophesied: that, I wonder.]

P’ladin [I know not of Ruling Houses, visions, prophecies, Archlords of Power/

What I know—my Gifts, from the Everchanging Dream of the Lord Creators, they come: this, I answer.]

P’ladin [What I also know—splintered Aelyr kingdom, my Aelur brethren fractured/
The kin deaths, kin enslavement, destruction—healed, all these must be: that, I state.]

6.5.1-4

P’ladin [War, misery, oppression by despotic Ruling Houses—corrected, this will be/

Peace, common Aeluryn identity, unity in purpose—reclaimed, these will be: that, I pledge!]

S’lera [On my last breaths, the wisdom of such words, sensed and agreed. My Aemghyr family, hark!/

Under guidance of P’ladin an Aelur—our House, you must rebuild: this, I ask.]

S’lera [From this fateful night onward, for Aelkyr Kingdom restoration, for securing our future/

Spread my final words—lead us to Unity, P’ladin an Aelur will: this, I say!]
The defeat of House Aemghyr, the death of Archthunderess S’lera an Aemghyr/
P’ladin an Aelur's coming, first victory—after Aelkyr's founding, (321) summers: that, these were chronicled.

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Well, that's all for now; and in case you haven't yet, go grab your copy of Psiarch: Rising from one of the outlets listed here.

Keep on rockin', eh? 😎👍

P.S. See also: The Aeluryn Chronicles (Part 1)

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