Ash to Ashes: Chronicles of Ash, #0
By K.A. Browne
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An introduction to a nine-book series, the fantasy is a steampunk-inspired series of stories of Ashleigh Peters, a young woman from Brooklyn that finds herself sucked into the world of Eleusis. It begins with Ashleigh's last days on Earth and we meet her family, learn of her life in Brooklyn, and what she leaves behind as she is transported to this new world.
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Ash to Ashes - K.A. Browne
Introduction
I simply do not see the practicality of jumping off a mountain.
As usual, my words went unnoticed and ignored.
How could this ever be of use to humanity?
I admit the view from the top of the mountain was spectacular. I was completely out of breath and feeling a little light headed. Nevertheless, the sheer beauty of being so much closer to the clouds and yet with my feet firmly on the ground begged for poetry.
She and the old man were always speaking of scientific inquiry, their version of alchemy. It just wasn’t clear how this specific experiment would be of any value.
I was at the top of the mountain with my Mistress and the old lunatic she referred to as Maestro.
At a summit some distance away, I could see that creepy man, the one who always dressed in black watching us. He was never far where ever my Mistress went. His cape flayed in the wind and his shoulder-length hair undulated like a castle’s flag.
Look,
my Mistress had said in her usual strange humor, I have a personal weathercock.
Hee hee,
the old man giggled. Weathercock!
It was an odd combination. He had eyes that spoke of madness, a weathered face that evoked the passage of many decades, and he giggled like a small boy amused by the sight of his own wiggling toes.
Of course, I did not understand. The words were simple enough, but even after a few years with her, there was a huge cultural divide. At least that’s what she called it.
She tucked her hair behind her ear, a gesture that mystified me because she had cut her hair so very short that you could barely run your fingers through it. I think it was phantom hair – like phantom limb syndrome.
A weathercock is an instrument used to measure wind direction,
she told me. Typically they are built as architectural ornaments, a type of functional sculpture, and placed at the highest point of a structure.
It seemed to me that the world my Mistress had come from was full of strange contradictions and senseless traditions, but also obsessed with incredibly odd and useless things they called science.
Mistress, why would you need to construct an instrument to tell which way the wind blows? Is it not obvious?
The old lunatic chuckled and when I looked at him a small smile was visible, peeking through the wild mat of facial hair. Tight, think lips just rosy enough to be noticed surrounded by his almost translucent skin and silver mane.
It’s complicated,
she said.
This is something else she did a lot. I suspect it meant she did not know how to explain it. There was no point in asking further questions about it.
I am experiencing emptiness,
the old lunatic said.
He meant he was hungry. He was always hungry and had come up with a variety of ways to express it. This amused him. Sometimes, though, his language transcended common sense and because he refused to explain himself, he’d suffer until someone heard the cries from his angry belly.
One time he came upon me and spoke in this way:
The pulp of the flesh.
Lo, sweet droplets from heaven.
The tears of angels.
Apparently he meant to say he was thirsty and required something to drink. Simply, he wanted wine, but his verse was impenetrable to me. I do not know what a heaven is or these angels he often speaks of!
It was a little unclear whether they came from the same place or not, but at least they seemed to have a better time of it understanding each other. I tried not to think much about it and busied myself setting up our