Officers of the Revolution answered a higher call. Civilians could be excused such craven bloodlust. She kept her focus on the image in the mirror as she straightened her uniform’s blue coat. Not like there was a hell of a lot else to do in Hightower lately.įor her part, Governor-Militant Tretta Stern did her best to ignore all of it: the crowds gathering beneath her window outside the prison, their voices crowing for blood, the wailing children and the laughing men. Merchants barked nearby, selling everything from refreshments to souvenirs so people could remember this day where everyone got off work for a few short hours to see another enemy of the Revolution be strung up and gunned down. The firing squad sat nearby, polishing their gunpikes and placing bets on who would hit the heart of the poor asshole who got tied up today.
And behind the walls of Revolutionary Hightower that day, there was an electricity in the air felt by every citizen.Ĭrowds gathered to watch the dirt, still damp from yesterday’s execution, be swept away from the stake. Revenge! Murder! Empires governed by lunatics wearing opera masks! Giant mechanical monstrosities powered by ancient horrors! Riding birds! Terrifying beasts summoned out of the ether! Make-outs! Stabbings! Not all at once, but pretty close succession! And, hinging upon it all, a young woman with a scar, a gun and a list of thirty-three names to kill just to feel normal again.From the walls of Imperial Cathama to the farthest reach of the Revolution, there was no citizen of the Scar who could think of a finer way to spend an afternoon than watching the walls get painted with bits of dissidents. It has everything you’ve ever wanted in a fantasy novel.
This story, a long time in the making, is basically my love letter to Final Fantasy. This is a new trilogy in an entirely new world following the adventures of Sal the Cacophony, an honest young lady with a magic gun trying her best to navigate a life through a magic-scarred wasteland serving as the battleground between an empire of decadent mages and their former servants-turned-ultra-nationalist machinists, while also hunting down and killing the seven wizards who stole her powers.
Please welcome Seven Blades in Black, the first in a series called Songs of the Cacophony!
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