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Fictional Intruder

I don’t usually do this, but after reading the Daily Post’s prompt ‘Fictional Intruder‘, I felt utterly intrigued and compelled to write a response. And so without further ado….


1. Phillip Pullman: His Dark Materials

 My first world or fictional event to visit would have to be the parallel universe created by Phillip Pullman in his epic trilogy ‘His Dark Materials’ in which we follow the trials of a young girl named Lyra in her quest to overcome the steadily approaching evil that is threading to overpower not just her world, but many other worlds like it and by doing so; complete the quest that is growing up. When I first read this at about eight or nine, I was at first drawn into the idea of each human character having a daemon; or a physical representation of your soul in animal form. As a wide eyed child I wanted nothing more than to know what form my daemon was and even now; aged nineteen; am still intrigued at what form my ‘spirit animal’ would have settled into.

Lyra and Pan  His Dark Materials: Phillip Pullman

Lyra and Pan
His Dark Materials: Phillip Pullman

2. George R.R Martin: A Song of Ice and Fire/Game of Thrones 

I know it’s turned into a bit of a popular culture cliche; but when I first read the first A Song of Ice and Fire /Game of Thrones book at the end of my first semester at University, it was more Martin’s exploration and sheer amount of detail of the worlds of Westeros which drew me into this epic saga which I am still yet to finish and would give anything to visit. The nods to Medieval/War of the Roses wars on succession also satisfied my history brain and the characters… I do not think I have words enough in me to thank Martin for his ability to create and develop such intensely complex characters who whilst all still holding their own aura of mystique, were still beautifully believable.

A Song Of Ice and Fire: A Game of Thrones Published: Harper Voyager Date published: 1996 (paperback published 2011)

A Song Of Ice and Fire: A Game of Thrones
Published: Harper Voyager
Date published: 1996 (paperback published 2011)

 


 

3. Paul Stewart: The Edge Chronicles 

A slightly less well known choice for my third world in The Edge Chronicles by Paul Stewart. In my opinion this series would, with a sympathetic director with an eye for well thought out CGI, make a set of stunning children’s fantasy films with its’ collection of simply weird and wonderful creatures such as the terrifying Grossmother and the outwardly ferocious but inwardly adorable and heartbreakingly loyal Hammelhorns. The blend of Lewis Carroll and J.R.R Tolkien had me hooked from the very first page and one of the things I would tell Twig is: ‘I don’t care that it’s your destiny, ‘don’t stray away from the path!’

The Edge Chronicles Book 1: Beyond the Deepwoods Author: Paul Stewart Published: 1999 (Corgi Books)

The Edge Chronicles Book 1: Beyond the Deepwoods
Author: Paul Stewart
Published: 1999 (Corgi Books)

 


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Teaser Tuesday- Pompeii

Donning my time traveller’s outfit this week to take the plunge into the reasonings behind the eruption of Mount Vesuvius as told in Robert Harris’s thrilling epic ‘Pompeii’ which, coincidentally, I first read on the plane to Italy on a school Classics trip!

Teaser Tuesdays is a weekly bookish meme hosted by MizB of Should Be Reading. Anyone can play along! Just do the following:

• Grab your current read
• Open to a random page
• Share two (2) “teaser” sentences from somewhere on that page
• BE CAREFUL NOT TO INCLUDE SPOILERS! (make sure that what you share doesn’t give too much away! You don’t want to ruin the book for others!)
• Share the title & author too so that other TT participants can add the book to their TBR lists if they like your teasers! 🙂

‘I’m an engineer Admiral’, said Attilus tactfully. ‘Not a philosopher’. In his view they were wasting time. He thought of mentioning the strange behaviour of the vapour of the vapour on the hillside that morning but decided against it.’ 

Book: Pompeii

Author: Robert Harris

Edition: Paperback

Number of pages: 394

Source: Gift/donation

Genre: History, Mystery, Drama, Epic, Thriller

Pompeii  Published: Arrow Books Date Published: 2003 (Arrow Books: 2004)

Pompeii
Published: Arrow Books
Date Published: 2003
(Arrow Books: 2004)

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Teaser Tuesday: His Dark Materials – Northern Lights

Plunging back into the realms of epic childhood fantasy this week to re-read the first of Phillip Pullman’s epic trilogy ‘His Dark Materials’ ‘Northern Lights’ and re-live some wonderful childhood memories of being read this by Mum before bed during the summer before my siblings and I went off to boarding school for the first time.

Teaser Tuesdays is a weekly bookish meme hosted by MizB of Should Be Reading. Anyone can play along! Just do the following:

• Grab your current read
• Open to a random page
• Share two (2) “teaser” sentences from somewhere on that page
• BE CAREFUL NOT TO INCLUDE SPOILERS! (make sure that what you share doesn’t give too much away! You don’t want to ruin the book for others!)
• Share the title & author too so that other TT participants can add the book to their TBR lists if they like your teasers! 🙂

‘Lyra wandered away on her own, and went to the reedy bank to sit and throw mud into the water. She knew one thing: she was not pleased or proud to be able to read the alethiometer- she was afraid.’

Book: Northern Lights (His Dark Materials Book 1)

Author: Phillip Pullman

Edition: Paperback

Number of pages: 399

Source: Gift/donation

Genre: Fantasy, Mystery, Action, Adventure, History, Drama, Family

His Dark Materials (Northern Lights) Published: Scholastic Children's Books Date Published: 1995

His Dark Materials (Northern Lights)
Published: Scholastic Children’s Books
Date Published: 1995

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Teaser Tuesday- To Kill A Mockingbird

I’m sorry this is a day late- but enjoy!

Teaser Tuesdays is a weekly bookish meme hosted by MizB of Should Be Reading. Anyone can play along! Just do the following:

• Grab your current read
• Open to a random page
• Share two (2) “teaser” sentences from somewhere on that page
• BE CAREFUL NOT TO INCLUDE SPOILERS! (make sure that what you share doesn’t give too much away! You don’t want to ruin the book for others!)
• Share the title & author too so that other TT participants can add the book to their TBR lists if they like your teasers! 🙂

”The following Monday afternoon, Jem and I climbed the steep front steps to Mrs Dubose’s house and padded down the open hallway. Jem, armed with Ivanhoe and full of superior knowledge, knocked at the second door on the left’. 

Book: To Kill A Mockingbird

Author: Harper Lee

Edition: Paperback

Number of pages: 309

Source: Gift/donation

Genre: Classic, buildingsroman, history, family

To Kill A Mockingbird  Published: Arrow Books Date Published: 1960 (Arrow Books: 2006)

To Kill A Mockingbird
Published: Arrow Books
Date Published: 1960
(Arrow Books: 2006)

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Teaser Tuesday- Memoirs of a Geisha

Taking a small break from A Song of Ice and Fire this week to re-read Arthur Golden’s wonderful ‘Memoirs of a Geisha’ for Teaser Tuesday- enjoy! 

Teaser Tuesdays is a weekly bookish meme hosted by MizB of Should Be Reading. Anyone can play along! Just do the following:

• Grab your current read
• Open to a random page
• Share two (2) “teaser” sentences from somewhere on that page
• BE CAREFUL NOT TO INCLUDE SPOILERS! (make sure that what you share doesn’t give too much away! You don’t want to ruin the book for others!)
• Share the title & author too so that other TT participants can add the book to their TBR lists if they like your teasers! 🙂

‘You can imagine how shocked I was when I saw them; for there, on the other side of the table, was the one woman I would have given anything to avoid. It was Hatsumono, smiling at me, and beside her sat Pumpkin’. 

Book: Memoirs of a Geisha

Author: Arthur Holden

Edition: Paperback

Number of pages: 493

Source: Gift/donation

Genre: Romance, History, Buildingsroman

Memoirs of a Geisha Published: Vintage Books Date Published: 1997 (Vintage: 2005)

Memoirs of a Geisha
Published: Vintage Books
Date Published: 1997 (Vintage: 2005)

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Teaser Tuesday: A Song of Ice and Fire- A Game of Thrones

Teaser Tuesday: A Song of Ice and Fire (1)- A Game of Thrones (Thank you to Claudia (Living on Borrowed Days) for introducing me to this by pure accident! 🙂 

Teaser Tuesdays is a weekly bookish meme hosted by MizB of Should Be Reading. Anyone can play along! Just do the following:

  • Grab your current read
  • Open to a random page
  •  Share two (2) “teaser” sentences from somewhere on that page
  •  BE CAREFUL NOT TO INCLUDE SPOILERS! (make sure that what you share doesn’t give too much away! You don’t want to ruin the book for others!)
  • Share the title & author too so that other TT participants can add the book to their TBR lists if they like your teasers! 🙂

*Disclaimer: As I’m from the UK, all spelling is Standard, not American English which I know goes against George R R Martin- but I can’t be fussed to try and change it all back into American English- sorry about that!*


 

‘Ned had heard enough. “You send hired knives to kill a fourteen-year-old girl and still quibble about honour?” He pushed back his chair and stood. “Do it yourself Robert. The man who passes the sentence should swing the sword. Look her in the eyes before you kill her. See her tears, hear her last words. You owe her that much at least.”

Book: A Game of Thrones (A Song of Ice and Fire Book 1)

Author: George R. R. Martin

Edition: Paperback

Number of pages: 780

Source: Gift/donation

Genre: Fantasy, History, Y/A (possibly), Action, Adventure

A Song Of Ice and Fire: A Game of Thrones Published: Harper Voyager Date published: 1996 (paperback published 2011)

A Song Of Ice and Fire: A Game of Thrones
Published: Harper Voyager
Date published: 1996 (paperback published 2011)

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Are You Dizzy Yet?

She first meets him in an off campus cafe during the last days of finals. Eponine/Combeferre- Les Miserables 2012 film/mild Victor Hugo novel based/Modern Alternate Universe 

She first notices him during the last days of finals week. The campus is buzzing with noise; stressed students with heads nodding to a meaningless beat throbbing through their headphones struggling to find a place to dump their books and papers, plug in their laptops, drop heavy heads and exhausted eyes into equally spent palms as they try to focus; try to get over this last milestone before the soft, sweet freedom of summer can at last be sampled.

But here, down in the last café before the gentle rush of the river and the south entrance to the park, the noise is dissipated. It rolls and bounces through the high, bright windows; cartwheeling off the pale blue sofas and wooden barstools; it whistles through with each opening of the café door and blast of noise, but somehow its’ muffled. It’s quiet.

Peaceful.

She can think here.

He makes his way into the café at 9:45 that morning. His hair is a birds’ nest of chocolate crumples, his striped shirt un-tucked from his chinos, flashes of brightly coloured, mismatched socks just visible from where the cut falls away onto his ankles. There is a sense of almost bone crushing weariness to his step; a heaviness in his eyes as they flick up to her behind the wire framed spectacles and then cuts the gaze; letting it rove over the café at large; trying to find a place to dump his bulging satchel, throwing her a small, rueful, almost apologetic smile when he finds one.

‘I’m sorry. I just… I um…’ He gestures wordlessly to his satchel with a light shrug; a good -natured grimace tugging at the corners of his lips, the exhaustion pushing against his spectacles loosening for just a moment as they continue to hold each others’ gaze. ‘Finals,’ the look seems to say and she understands; nodding with a what she hopes to be a sympathetic expression and gives him a small smile back.

She can’t look away though after that though. There is something in his eyes; some spark leaping up through the exhaustion that came from too many late nights and early dashes to the library across the silent city in the flickering, hazy pre-dawn light; too many traffic dodges as he crossed into the park that led up to campus and too many episodes with disgruntled ducks from the community pond that she cannot take her eyes off.

She knows that she shouldn’t stare. She knows this and yet still she does it even though she has to mentally kick herself each time she catches herself watching him. She tells herself that it’s different this time. It’s different from the others.

It’s different because she can’t take her eyes off him. It’s different than it was with Marius and Montparnasse; because with both of them, she had either been painfully young and inexperienced as she had been with the shy, tongue tied, freckle faced law student or forced onto the tall, dark, suave orphan with the dark, plum velvet jacket which felt like molten blood to touch and the fathomless eyes which sparkled with silent malice whenever he set eyes on her or anyone else for that matter who wasn’t part of La Patron Minette.

A light tapping on the shoulder makes her start; pulling her up and out of her reverie like a quick, painful twist to the wrist as she glances up and into Muschietta’s knowing smile; her dark, fire flashed eyes alight with tender amusement as they flick towards his table. ‘What?’ She feels suddenly defensive and doesn’t like it as Muschietta shrugs, eyes fixing themselves on the dark haired student with the crumpled crown of mahogany curls now digging out an enormous, leather bound book from the depths of his satchel.

‘Don’t tell me’, Muschietta murmurs gently; leaning her head into her palms and cocking her head at Eponine. Her tone is lightly teasing; her gaze full of understanding and there’s something in her expression which makes Eponine vigorously shake her head in silent disbelief. Muschietta, however, is not fooled.

‘His name’s Combeferre. Henri Combeferre- Joly and Bossuet know him apparently. Third year medicine and philosophy student’, she whispers so that only Eponine can hear, her breath feeling hot and vibrant against the younger girls’ cheek; a small smile that could be a smirk sparking against every word.

Eponine simply glares at her. She knows that Muschietta is winding her up; she’s got to be, she can’t be serious; not now, not now when she knows that Eponine doesn’t have time for romance now and yet… ‘Go on’, Muschietta urges wickedly, giving her a small, painful dig in the ribs; her eyes roving over the younger girls’ face, the smile widening as she takes in Eponine’s silent, darkening glare but the command is redundant as at that moment there is a scraping of one of the café’s squeaky chrome chairs against the bare wooden floor.

The sound of a throat softly clearing itself brings her attention spiralling away from Muschietta who is drying up a coffee cup she’s had in her hands for about five minutes now and so surely must be dry and back onto the café. Lifting her gaze to the customer, she suddenly finds herself falling. Falling, spiralling into the never -ending abyss of his exhausted eyes that are crinkled through with a silent sense of mirth at their antics.

He’s leaning on the countertop and she can see a spiel of wool unravelling in the chest area of his navy woollen jumper, the light splatter of freckles dancing across the bridge of his nose and falling away onto his high, fine cheekbones.

‘Yes?’ He grins back at her; the smile full of warm, utterly genuine affection and she can just make out a strip of wire binding his top teeth, the faded relic of what looks like a chicken pox scar just below his left eyelid.

‘Two hot chocolates with extra sprinkles’, he murmurs, his eyes still on their entwined hands; reaching over to squeeze her palm lightly; thin, calloused, dexterous digits roving lightly over the tight, veined skin, silently asking her to meet his gaze. She does so slowly; feeling her breath catching in her throat and yet hating herself as she feels a light, utterly infuriating blush begin to slowly make its’ way up her cheeks. Furious with herself she tries to draw her hand away but he holds on; pressing something that feels like paper into her palm.

‘Henri’, he says quietly, watching her slowly open her palm onto what is indeed a scrap of blue lined notebook paper meticulously folded into an origami dragon.

‘Life can only be understood backwards, but it must be lived forwards- Soren Kierkegaard. 07654223121 if you need me x’

‘Eponine’, she replies when she finally trusts herself to speak; finally trusts herself to meet his gaze fully, tucking the paper back into the palm of her hand.

The smile that she gets in reply is soft, soft and warm and deeply, utterly genuine as he gives her hand a final squeeze and weaves his way back to the cluttered table now bathed in the soft, dappled glow of the mid morning sunlight and for what feels like the first time in a long time, she feels complete.

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Originally posted here: https://www.fanfiction.net/u/4583239/Phoenixflames12

 

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