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Authors: Ellen Bard
Blaize and the Maven: The Energetics Book 1
BLAIZE AND THE MAVEN
The Energetics Series: Book 1
Ellen Bard
BLAIZE AND THE MAVEN
The Energetics Series: Book 1
Ellen Bard
Copyright © 2015 Ellen Bard
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ISBN:
0993439403
ISBN-13:
978-0993439407
Published by Parchment Publishing.
To my mum, Mary, and sister, Sarah, who support me in all my crazy adventures.
And in memory of my inspiring and loving Dad, Chris Bard (1952-2007).
The Chakras and their Energies
Muladhara: The Root Chakra - Earth Element
The energy of nourishment and home, family and safety.
Svadisthana: The Sacral Chakra - Water Element
Fluid and adaptable, the energy of movement and connection, of practical and physical creativity. The energy of pleasure, sexuality and sensation, and emotions.
Manipura: The Navel Chakra - Fire Element
The energy of the individual; of confidence, of proactivity and of drive and passion. Playful and proud.
Anahata: The Heart Chakra - Air Element
The energy of healing, and of balance, located in the middle of the body and the seven Chakras. The energy of love, of relationships, of devotion. Of compassion and empathy.
Vishudha: The Throat Chakra - Ether (Space) Element
The energy of communication, of conceptual creativity, and of truth. Of expression, and of listening.
Ajna: The Third Eye - The Mind
The energy of imagination, of visualisations, and insight. Of clarity and wisdom. Of dreams and intuition.
Sahasara: The Crown Chakra - None*
The purest of all the energies. Only experienced through the Grace of the Source (the energetics’ name for the creator, the divine).
*Neither a dominant nor auxiliary Chakra for energetics
1852 BC
It burned.
A thick, grey haze of ash hung in the air, the only sign of where her home had been.
The others around her, a party of energetics who’d been due to sail back to Atlantis that morning, were silent apart from the anguished sound of quiet weeping.
Their world had been destroyed.
While they’d slept, a storm had raged out to sea, and an impossible wave, higher than their tallest building, had swept over Atlantis, covering it with water. Anything still standing after that was destroyed by the lava that had exploded with a terrible fury from Atlantis’s previously dormant volcano.
There was no longer any land to be seen, and she was certain there were no survivors.
The land had been razed by air, water, fire, and earth. Only cold space, or ether, was left where their cities and towns had been. The energies that were as much part of the energetics race as their brown eyes or dark hair had turned against them and destroyed them.
Erasma gazed out to sea, as she had since she’d woken hours ago. She’d watched the ash cloud grow.
She felt numb.
But though her body was frozen, her mind wasn’t. It had seethed since the initial shock of the situation had sunk in. And they’d called her over-confident. Her. She laughed bitterly.
Her lover, Iskander, moved up next to her, and put his arm around her shoulders. She turned her face into his arm for a moment, away from the darkness over the water, but she could only afford a moment of self-pity.
She was now the highest-ranking energetic left in the world.
“What are we going to do?” Iskander asked.
She didn’t look at him; her tawny eyes fixed on the space where Atlantis had been. But she did allow her hand to slide into his, and she didn’t shrug his arm away. “We’re going to rebuild. But we’re going to learn. And change.”
She’d thought long and hard about it as dawn’s cold, bleak light had slowly eclipsed the fires of their homeland.
He looked at her. “How so?”
“We’re going to spread out. We left ourselves vulnerable by having all the Guilds on Atlantis, everything in one place.”
She swallowed, her throat tight. “Our families.”
His hand gripped her shoulder.
“Our role in the world is to keep the balance. That was our purpose. Our highest calling, given to us by Source. And today, we failed. I failed.” Anger, regret, guilt—she fought to keep her voice steady and to manage the myriad emotions that churned inside her.
“It wasn’t your fault.” He turned her towards him, looking down at her. His face was smudged with the fallout of the eruption. Her stomach lurched at the thought of what that dust might contain, and she swiped at her own face.
“I was one of the six Circle members. The head of the Anahata Guild. If we weren’t responsible, who was?”
He was silent.
“We let this happen.” Her face was set, grim. “It can’t happen again. No longer can energetics blend energies with one other, unless they’re a Maven-Adherent pair, and only then when they’ve been energetically bound, with the strictest of controls. It’s now forbidden.”
This wasn’t the first time she’d had the idea, or the first time she’d discussed it with him. She’d even hinted at it to the other Circle members, but she’d never been able to find support from them. They’d had no idea what their relaxed attitudes would cost them.
He nodded, mouth twisting in a grimace. “It won’t be easy. We’re used to blending, and enhancing our power by sharing energy. To having all energies available to us, even when they’re not part of our personal gifts.”
“This level of destruction can’t happen again. Not to our people - Source knows not to our people - but not to the earth and land that we are supposed to steward.” she repeated. “I’m the only Major Circle member left. It’s my responsibility to create a new way of living, a new structure for energetics. One where this never happens again. This edict won’t be a choice.”
She looked again at what was left of her homeland. Her free hand clenched and unclenched. “This time we destroyed only ourselves. The next time, it could be the whole planet.”
Though it was enough; an island and a people annihilated. A tear formed in the corner of her eye, and she blinked it away.
Just ash in my eye.
She looked at the stunned energetics around her. They were a mix of energies of different strengths. There would be others, energetics who were also away from the island. But they were few and far between, a small number to keep the balance of the world.
She hoped they would be enough.
Present Day
Blaize stood in front of the Three.
They looked back, their faces impassive.
Blaize needed to wait, to show patience; everything about today was part of the ritual. Even the waiting was a test—a gentle test compared to what was to come—but a test nonetheless, of her self-discipline.
But her skin itched with the need to do something. Dominant Manipura energetics like her often suffered from a lack of patience. Manipura—the energy of fire, of passion, of willpower. But also of pride, arrogance, and a quick temper.
She pushed the impatience down and willed herself to stand in front of them without action. The sand was warm under her bare feet, and the harsh heat of the sun bit even at this hour of the morning. The quiet of the jungle temple provided little to distract her from the waiting.
They stood like this in silence for thirty minutes. She kept her gaze steady and held each pair of eyes in turn as they studied her. None of them moved.
What are they thinking?
It was unusual for an Adherent to fail the trial at such an early stage, but it could happen. Her stomach contracted and she held herself rigid to keep her face neutral.
Stay confident.