Cy Lantyca Dawning

By Cyryn Fyrcyd

The Dawning is where it all begins for the Brothers. Cy Lyk and Cyryn Fyrcyd, the only true heirs of the Fyrcyd Family and the celestial domain of Cy Lantyca. A whimsical, and breathtaking place where only a few are chosen to live but must be able to live in a positive atmosphere at all times.
The brother's hijinks are notorious within the valley and even included in their adventures at such a young age. Learning of the esoteric ways, and all their planetary politics including bringing out an illuminating path of discoveries.
Battling vicious creatures, blowing up sacred temples and discovering themselves all in their training. Succumbing to tragedies, triumphs and hilarious moments with their good friends. A woman warrior named Balysta, who automatically inherits a key role in their lives, including Cy Tyna's personal assistant who captures the heart of Humanity's creators. Including an intensifying ordeal that brings them down to their knees.
With a breath taking Dawning, and a birth of new beginnings that erupt in a fiery force.

Will it be enough for Cyryn to stay?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Cyryn Fyrcyd
• Release date: Oct 8, 2017
• ISBN: 9780994948021

Cyryn Fyrcyd

Cy Lantyca is an urban fantasy romance, infused with humour, mythology, adventure and inspirational insights that will astonish you.It's time for you to experience the elemental entities of Cy LantycaCy Lantyca DedicationsThe highest dedication goes to my daughter, Fyr Faith Fyrcyd.My Oxygen, My Life, My Memory. Bigger Than The Sky Baby Girl!The second goes to an individual, whom I've never met. Who has captivated my viewing pleasures and an infinite inspiration to the character of Cy Lyk. (When you read, picture him)He is the Transporter, The Mechanic, Mr. Parker.Yes, Jason StathamThirdly, all the motivational music that has guided me through this writing journey.Last, but definitely not least.To one amazing woman, Miss Rinoa Josephine Snow who is mentioned in C.C.M.and to everyone else who has shown support. Thank You!

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                                              Cy Lantyca

                                                                              By: Cyryn Fyrcyd

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How can I leave all of this, it's absolutely stunning. Nothing in any other galaxy can compare to this. I simply can not leave Cy Lantyca, well not just yet at least. I'll wait till Fyr is old enough, then maybe.

The Dawning

The lowest dawning of the Cy Lantyca's skies stream a trickling queer orange across it, as the dim clouds float over the higher horizon making them a deep yellow. The delicate dim grey rain clouds gracefully soar by, but with a thickening ambience that barely shows the scenery below. Shadowing a spectacular view of the breath taking colours beneath them, of the crisp oranges of the billowing Stymak trees and the glorious vivid greens of the ancient Elmask that soar high above them. I reach forward with my elemental gifts, and harness every stream of the winds and push the colourless clouds to the vast roaming plains of Cy Lantyca. Exposing the dawning sky of bright yellows fading into the pinks, that leads right up to the aqua blue skies above it. Effortlessly controlling the elements between every branch within the enormous valley. I introduce a captivating colourful morning to all the animals hidden within the trees and in their burrows. Flutes and songs of the local birds begin to call out, and I know they're all thanking me as they erupt into the skies above the tree tops. The rumbling of thunder still echos against the vivid greenery, as the purity of the rain still remains in my scents. Sliding my hood off, and letting it fall back as I look skyward with a smile, knowing all the great lands received a good watering throughout the night. The trees glisten with the rains touch, as they glow immensely by the slow rising oddity of our sun. Its near neon orange glow intensifies every part of the tree tops, and more birds come rocketing outward. Bellowing out their sweet calls, and sirens of happiness. The large Kyooz birds, with baby blue wings vibrate in colour against the stunning vibrancy of the sun, as they too erupt with zeal from the mountain caverns where they dwell beneath me. The dazzling abnormal sky brings out a soft sigh of appreciation from me, as the Kyooz's perform their brilliant acrobatic ballets in front of me. While intensifying a beautiful moment in their courtships with their mates, as they hoot out to each other. All flying within themselves, they shudder as they come into each other, and flicker their colourful feathery wings to their mates. They're a very passionate bred of animal, as they radiate their love for their lifelong mates. Animating a unique animalistic bond, creating a furious wafting wind upon my face. Only mere meters from me, as I sit high upon just one of Cy Lantyca's prominent peaks. A pure hypnotic glaze over comes me, as I am caught in their glorious and compelling awe of  affection towards their significant other. The males dominating the skies with their strong flutes, and their deep blue feathers that vary in tones upon each one. Including their lengthy grey and white manes floating behind their heads, and trailing right down to mid back. The females long and steady whimsical screeches, with their peacock fashion feathers. All mingle with a variety of vibrant colours of pinks, purples and baby blues mixed within their wings and tails. The valley was completely alive with noises now, and I couldn't be more happy to be present to witness their courting presence. Watching them all coming back to their partners to wrap in a loving embrace with their enormous wings. The mesmerizing display of their affection and acrobatics has me in a heightened trance of delight. Twirling within themselves, the Kyooz birds create a sensational breeze across my face again. In a place where very few get to venture to, a splendid little spot I made not too long ago. A soft clearing, where the smooth purplish rock of the mountain is outlined by five Jastyn trees. That emanates a wondrous scent of purity, that closely imitates Earths rosemary, with a hint of mint. Its bark glistening a faint yellow, by the rising sun in front of me and its vivid deep yellow leaves trickle the rain upon me, as I reach into my bag, not even taking my eyes off of the acrobatic display. Pulling out several pieces of meat for the large birds. I toss several chunks into the air, where each one catches them gracefully in their pearl white beaks. Eating it, as they soar through the air effortlessly without even flapping their massive wings. Several more come swooping in, and I throw the rest of the pieces towards them. All scattering throughout the majestic dawning for their morning snack. The skies turn to a vivid yellow blending with a deep orange, as the sun finally erupts over the far off lands above it. Inducing an eloquent emerald green from the grand elmask, and the deep pine colours of the Gynka trees beneath its horizon. With an astonishing apple reds of the Haktyk sapphire looming trees. The stunning views of the lands well beyond that are just a blur of clear cream skies. Lands that just endlessly venture well beyond of what my eye can see. It was the Kyooz's that slightly silhouette the stunning glowing sky, that fluidly fly away towards the suns eruption. Dancing to an unknown source of music I simply can not hear. Looping in and around each other, diving back down to the forests rim, then sky rocketing back upwards, as their impressive wings push them higher, at every swoop of their ten foot long wing span.

I can not leave this, this is far too captivating. I lower my head to my knees of my kneeling position, but my heart and instincts are telling me to do so. Lifting my head back up, I whoop out to my frolicking feathery friends in front of me. Why must you make this so difficult, stop flying, stop loving each other. You, yes you as I point to the biggest one in front of me. Stop harassing your mate, and just hug her again. Right in front of me, as I make a firm point to the emptiness only a few meters away. That's right, come over and fan me off, the sun is getting warm. I smile at them, as they swoop their way to my front. Awww thank you, as I stumble back slightly at their glorious fanning. Shifting my legs into a criss-cross position, I absorb their undying love. Feeling their loving heartbeat radically, and their compassionate ways vibrate within me. I become lulled by their emotions, locking into their own eye stare to their mate. Both gazing into each others beaming purple eyes, as their eyes becoming saturated with a wide black and silver pupil. Alright you two, Thank you. You may go, as my hand guides them away, and they send me a powerful breeze in their departure. I truly do not know if I can leave this, but I know somewhere. I pause and send out a deep longing sigh. Someone will caress my heart, invoking the true essence in which I seek. Captivating every one of my senses that, I become distracted. To my right, I hear my furry friends come to life, as they each perform a hefty morning grunt. Turning to them, a pair of Lox's complete their morning stretches. Good morning my little lovelies, as they come up and graze my leg with their head, and both grunt to appreciate my soothing touch to their extremely soft burgundy fur. Both of their tails twirl together in their love for each other, as I continue to pet them. The female comes to rest within my crossed legs, as I look out into the vast valley of Cy Lantyca, admiring all of our natural beauty. The male Lox comes to rest upon my leg, with his head upon my thigh. Softly stroking him, as he purr's like a panther from Earth, creating a smile upon my face. So what do you two think? Should Fyr and I leave this place? There is nothing here my heart wants, other than Fyr's safety. No woman can capture my heart like she did, as the female Lox looks straight up to me and the male comes to her side. Snuggling in with her, both finding their comfort within each other. Their eyes fixate up to me, and I feel their passion, their true essence of love for each other. For it is my personal calling of being the Prince Of Adoration, for my name itself means it. I can bring forth so much love and passion so many want, but none for myself. However, I am still young, being only twenty six I am still learning, but it is my instincts that guides me through this life in which I live. The lox's jump abruptly from their contained spot of my legs, as they hear something coming up the path behind me. Looking to the natural enormous wilderness in front of me, they watch my brother make his way up. Feeling him, I smile towards the skies sunrise, as it turns to a stunning bright orange fading into a soft pink. Brother, I knew I would find you up here. Cy Lyk says to me, as he finds his way beside me and sits down. Cy Lyk you know I love you right? He immediately looks to me with a concerning scowl. Yes, what's wrong Cyryn? as his worried face becomes present and his worst fear came forward. Nothing, just been contemplating a few things. Just letting you know I love you, is there something wrong with that? A small smirk comes over me, as he still gawks to me in bewilderment. Well... No. Don't scare me like that, Cy Lyk scorns me, as he delivers a soft jab. I couldn't help it, and I begin chuckling at him. Your an asshole, he vents, then ganders down towards the lox's, Yes he is. He just drives me nuts sometimes, as he graciously rubs them hard. Smiling away at them, I had to tell him, yet again. You know, you and Fyr are the only reason why I stay here, Cy Lyk slouches his shoulders. I know, but why do you always remind me. Please don't leave, as he glares at me with a sadden stare. I tap his large shoulders, not any time soon brother. I love you way too much, for Fyr and I to leave. Besides, as I waft my hand forward to the spectacular view in front of us. Then bring him in a shoulder hug, as we admire our grand elemental landscapes. The female Lox begins grunting into her mate's stomach, but he didn't move, he was far too comfortable. I look down and begin watching their playful antics, as they now start rolling around on the pale smooth rock, and parts of the vivid green moss. I begin snickering at their frolicking ways, both chirping towards each other. Who's watching Fyr? Cy Lyk inquires as I smile away at the love animating out of the playful animals. A true sacred feeling I have always felt from the animal kingdom here, including the Fyrcyd Family. MaLyka, I return without adverting my eyes from the playful Lox's. The attractive neighbour of yours? Cyryn, I hear she is single, and her parents run the candy shop in the Cusk. (Which is the large cavern, that leads to Cy Lantyca's grand wilderness.) I know, but she does not bare what my heart requires. However, she is truly captivating and... I fall silent, as Fyr's mother comes to mind. I drop my head and let out a long sigh. I miss her too Cyryn, Wysh is a truly remarkable woman. I gander back up to the sky, which was turning a bright aqua blue. Seeing the far off stars, slowly diminishing beyond our bizarre atmosphere. I know, I return then begin getting up, and my furry friends stand to attention. Alright, let's get some breakfast and carry on, I declare down to them. My brother punches my shoulder, and makes a jolting quirky impression Okay. Coming to a stand, I face him and ask Have you gone mad? I glare at him with a straight face, Nope, just in a good mood. I watch him skip through the narrow area, only to trip over the small rooting system of the looming trees and comes to a plop. Bringing me to a head arching fit towards the illuminating morning sky.

Upon the walks of Cy Lantyca, the residence all smile towards the Fyrcyd brothers. Some even coming face to face with them and grace their hands in a friendly shake. Making their way to their favourite vendor by the Cusk's grand opening, right at the water front. Several of the ladies come to a full dialect with Cy Lyk, as they all went to school together, however eyeing up Cyryn gingerly. But he was too focused on the thought of breakfast and his fury friends causing a slight ruckus with each other. You two are worse than baboon's from Earth, as he just shakes his head towards them. Grunting and chirping towards each other, making quite a funny scene for all who watch on. Cyryn finally veers towards his old high school acquaintances, greeting them with his positive character. Alright, I am starving now. I need food, Cyryn claims to his brother. Therein turning to their destination once more, walking in a steady stride. Cy Lyk begins salivating for his usual, as Cyryn noticed one of their friends turn in front of them. Heading towards work, he slides up behind her quickly. Excuse me, Ma'am, you drop your pocket, then darts sideways in behind a clothing rack. Cy Lyk instantly begins snickering, with a sly grin as she turns around and begins searching the ground. Looking every where for what she apparently dropped, Cy Lyk approaches her with a wide smile. That was Cyryn, as he points towards the clothing display. She twists towards the display feature, seeing Cyryn's head peeking above it with a huge smirk. What the heck is a pocket, she bellows out to him with her hands up in dismay. Cyryn sneaks over to them and begins to worry that she was going to hit him. Oh stop it, I'm not going to hit you. Mind you, if I tell your Mother about this, she might. Now tell me what a pocket is, Cyryn rolls his head back. Laughing away, Cy Lyk had to inform her. Karyk, as he chuckles heartily it's a piece of material that is fixated into an article of clothing to store items in it. Her aloof stare brought Cyryn laughing fit out even more, That's it. I'm telling your Mom your picking on me again when I get to the office. Cyryn waves her off, as he ventures to the food cart and waits in line. Cy Lyk begins chatting with Karyk, as Cyryn just strokes the Lox's fur in a kneel, which he can never get enough of. Several children were passing by with their parents on their way to school. All admiring the Lox's, and wanting to greet them with a gentle touch. Of course, he bends down with the children, and shows them just how much his fury friends appreciate a friendly rub on their bellies. The wide walk begins filling with cute laughter from the children, as the two Lox's begin playing with each other while entertaining the children who were watching. Letting out their tiny grunts, and loud chirps to each other, as they pounce on each other playfully. Cy Lyk hands Cyryn his unique vegetarian wrap he always gets, along with the Lox's handful of meat. Would you like to feed them their breakfast? he asks several of the children present, as their parents watch on happily. Cy Lyk begins chatting with a few of them in their customary Cy Lantyc dialect. The Lox's sat perfectly still, as the children began offering them the dried meat. Carefully taking it from each child, and eating the chunks quickly. Then coming forward to graze their faces with several licks of their light blue tongue, making the children cheer in delight. Which brought out a beaming bright smile from Cyryn. In doing so, still harnessing his smile, he turns to the vendor with the payment. Where he graciously denies it by covering Cyryn's hand holding the shinny large coin. I insist on paying, Cyryn boldly returns, with his smile still looming. The man returns in English, Sire, I do not require a payment. Cyryn flashes him a look of disapproval, you honour us with your sensational presence and your glorious food, which feeds our people. If you do not take my money, I will push you into the water kind sir! As Cyryn points frigidly to the water, then places his hand upon his hip. Cyryn slightly chuckles, as he veers back to look upon the adults and the children still feeding the Lox's. Right kids? he bellows out, with a smile to them. They launch back up and cheer, yes! and a few Iyo's, in the Cy Lantyc language. A few of the children came into Cyryn for a hard hug around his waist. Cyryn veers back to the vendor again nodding smoothly, as the man was just smiling, all while shaking his head in defeat. Very well, I shall take your coins Sire, and donate it towards the Styla project for new inventions. He said while giggling to himself, as you wish. Cyryn returns harshly, but with a playful undertone. One child scampers up to Cy Lyk and Cyryn, Boyst akya awax nexa shuzat? Cy Lyk immediately peers down to the young boy, We are going to Earth today. Cy Lyk announces to him, but loud enough for everyone to hear. The children began their loud whoa's and awes, even some of the adults. Finishing his unique wrap, Cyryn taps Cy Lyk's shoulder while directing his head upwards. Alright, we have to go. You all have a wonderful day, Cyryn declares as he bends down and picks up the female Lox, and Cy Lyk to the male. With the vibrant little creatures in hand, and ready to go. Everyone watches on with a merry grin, for they all knew what was about to happen next. Dya Aktop, Cy Lyk boosts to them all, asking if they were all ready for what was about to come. The children's faces erupt with excitement, including the adults, as they take their children's hands. Cy Lyk and Cyryn brought their chins up, facing the sky as they summon their great winds of Cy Lantyca while summoning a small mist from the water. Creating a magical feat in front of their spectators, which everyone in Cy Lantyca loves to watch and experience. The slight mist began wrapping around everyone within the area, and the vendor covers his food with the see through lid upon his cart. The female Lox began its unusual call, sending out loud small chirps. That clearly makes Cyryn smile, as he observes the people being brushed with the dazzling drizzle. Including being touched by a profound loving warmth from him, which a lot of the adults appreciated. They rose carefully, as Cy Lyk waves to the children. Soaring above everyone, they make their mark on the top prominent portion of Cy Lantyca's highest mountain. Right in front of the most sacred structure in their region, The Dolak. A grand archway which helps one self, and showcases outer realms, or displays their own personal insights within their lives. The Ancient Arc gleams under the irregular sun, intensifying the breath taking baby blues spider webbing features within the white stone. The brothers set the Lox's down, and the creatures immediately set stare upon the sacred arch and bow to its presence. Alright, let's get this done, I want to see my baby girl. Even though she kept me up all night, as Cyryn rolls his eyes while peering towards his brother, adding a slight growl to it. Her birthday is tomorrow, what can I get her? Cyryn droops his shoulders, and his head tilts in a sobering way. Sending out a dull notion to him, really? She's only a year old brother, I believe we're fine, he peacefully addresses him. Okay, how about lots of cuddles with Uncle Cy Lyk then, he states lively, as he washes his hands across the great arch. Creating a beautiful display of delicate colours. Deal, Oh! Bracyt  is playing at Club Fyst tonight, we should go. Cyryn declares to Cy Lyk, as the Chynoa was slowly branching out. Is he done the new mixes? Cy Lyk inquires with complete elation, Ya. He was telling me all about it last night, some new type of style called Flex. Mom said she would love to watch Fyr when we go, as Cyryn nods his head feverishly. Wicked, besides your getting a little better at keeping to the beat. Cyryn immediately glances to his brother with a sullen stare. Then pushed him into the Chynoa, asshat!

Apparently Abandoned

Walking through the Chynoa, Cyryn as usual inquires, So where and what are we getting ourselves into? As they enter a dingy dark corridor, and Cyryn's eyes instantly widens with a low whoa escaping his lips. The walls painted in a faint baby blue, then lower to a dull creamy white. With dark mouldy spots covering the cream, as the blue paint was peeling off everywhere. With an abundance of paint peelings laying on the floor, including some large pieces of the ceiling. Coooool, Cyryn whispers out, and jumps to an ancient rusted and broken fire hose feature. Cy Lyk simply stands back, and glows in the derelict hallway at his brothers fascination. His love and curious fascination of abandoned places is an alluring pleasure for Cyryn. A indescribable notion of the unknown, and its historical presence that was around him. Whoa Cy Lyk check this out! His excitement echoes down the long corridor, fading off into the abandon rooms all around them. Cy Lyk approaches Cyryn side, who was admiring the older style phone that was attached to the wall. Its faded wooden oak box, and a hanging ear piece dangle from the side of it, where its mouth piece was still attached. There's even names carved into it, interesting. Cy Lyk claims, as he began turning around, sensing a strange unknown presence, maybe the very thing Mom told him about. Mr. Crawley was here, Ha! Ozzy Osbourne was here Cy Lyk, he points to it while peering to his brother. Cy Lyk notions to him to follow, therein he began a lively step beside him. They began slowly walking, as Cyryn's fascination still absorbs the decaying features, as Mother Nature defiantly had her hands within the large building. Peering into a room, a strange contraption hangs from the ceiling, along with several age-old medical items lining several shelves. Including some strange oddities that he couldn't make out. However, he stares to the glorious green maple tree growing inwards through the window, no matter what. Mother Nature always wins in the end, as Cyryn points back into the room. With Cy Lyk still observing the environment, Cyryn inquires Is this like an asylum of some sort? He takes in the room across from him, the one Cy Lyk came from, as its fading lime green paint was dwindling away from the amount of decay. Only seeing parts of a large dim silver apparatus, with a faint red seat in the middle. Both brothers linger in the long hallway, about to begin their journey forward. When a large clank ricochets down the hall to them, then an unusual noise, putting them into a rigid stance. Glaring down the corridor, anticipating something to erupt, or even walk out of a doorway. Cy Lyk leans into Cyryn, whispering apparently there is an unknown species lingering around here. Cyryn cocked a glare to his brother with an intriguing facial expression, as this kind of thing always gets his anticipation boiling quickly. The sheer bizarre of something unknown, the unexplained being presented, as a mass of intensifying shivers riddle throughout his entire body. With stealth, they made their way down the long hallway, looking into every room carefully. Doing a thorough investigation of each room, as Cyryn lets out small whispers of awe towards the abandoned facility. Looking into a variety of empty and full closets, including cupboards with some ancient utensils that made Cy Lyk cringe. Trying to find what made the ungodly noise they heard, with Cyryn's senses going through the roof now, and Cy Lyk ready to attack anything that may be looming. Their thorough search was conducted after a while, and nothing was present in any of the rooms they ventured into. Standing at the end of the hall, Cyryn reaches sideways and opens the stairwell door. Its screeching hinges sent it throughout the downward steps, including their passage way behind them. Cy Lyk scrunches his lips together in a pondering thought, wondering if it was nothing, as he still peers down the hall. Cyryn turns to him and shrugs his shoulders, and returns a curious glare with a raised brow. That noise defiantly came from this end of the hall, Cy Lyk declares with a firm point down. Cyryn simply nods a confirmation, while taking in the partial boarded window behind them. Then turns to take in exactly what Cy Lyk was staring down, an empty eroding hall, filled with the collapsed ceiling, and and abundance of peeling paint. Broken wall shelving, a few tipped over chairs, and even a dusty wheel chair. All in a placid state of slumber, nestled within the dingy building. Succumbing to the grand elements of a silent lucidity of its music less wonder of Mother Natures majestic entrapment. A breath taking still scene, a redefining beauty for Cyryn, but Cy Lyk was not amused. Both brothers in a mild stance in front of the window, feeling the faint breeze on their backs. Staring