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Title: Ink and Shadows
Author: Rhys Ford
Publisher: DSP Publications
Genre: Urban Fantasy
Kismet Andreas lives in fear of the shadows.
For the young tattoo artist, the shadows hold more than darkness. He is certain of his insanity because the dark holds creatures and crawling things only he can see—monsters who hunt out the weak to eat their minds and souls, leaving behind only empty husks and despair.
And if there’s one thing Kismet fears more than being hunted—it’s the madness left in its wake.
The shadowy Veil is Mal’s home. As Pestilence, he is the youngest—and most inexperienced—of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, immortal manifestations resurrected to serve—and cull—mankind. Invisible to all but the dead and insane, the Four exist between the Veil and the mortal world, bound to their nearly eternal fate. Feared by other immortals, the Horsemen live in near solitude but Mal longs to know more than Death, War and Famine.
Mal longs to be… more human. To interact with someone other than lunatics or the deceased.
When Kismet rescues Mal from a shadowy attack, Pestilence is suddenly thrust into a vicious war—where mankind is the prize, and the only one who has faith in Mal is the human the other Horsemen believe is destined to die.
In the Beginning, there was urban fantasy. Okay to be fair, the urban fantasy genre didn’t exist when I began to read. Back then, it was pretty much either sci-fi or high fantasy. There were murmurs of urban fantasy—Mercedes Lackey’s elves / bard series, Gael Baudino’s Gossamer Axe, to name a few—but it caught and began gaining traction, a bastard stepchild of magic and an alternative universe.
Urban fantasy was always a playground for experimentation and I wanted to go off the rails a bit with Ink and Shadows. There had to be a solid footing in the contemporary world and the underbelly of humanity. Or rather, the expression of humanity. When I wrote this book, it was to explore the possibilities of personalities and okay, play around with the world.
I chose to write about the Horsemen of the Apocalypse and Kismet, the human who changes their world, because I wanted to delve into their being a necessary part of humanity’s existence. Over the course of the tour, I’ll touch on the main characters and components of the Horsemen’s world.
I hope you all like Ink and Shadows, my foray past the shadows.
Oh! And as a giveaway! Comment on this blog post to enter to win Pestilence’s Horse! That’s right! A black pony of your very own!
When creating the Horsemen, it was important to find the personalities of the manifestations themselves. The job isn’t an easy one. It’s pretty much you do horrible things to humanity in such a way that it leads the whole to become better, nicer, and maybe even more conscious of its existence.
Needless to say, that doesn’t always work out.
In Ink and Shadows, Famine has taken the name Min. All of the Horsemen except Death have another name besides their Functional title. She is a short, wiry Asian woman probably in her mid-twenties, edgy haircut, honed-sharp sneer and drives a motorcycle. She’s a bit of a warrior with very little patience for fools, young newbie Horsemen and War’s constant fondling of a reluctant Death.
She’s also great with an axe.
Min knows one has to be ruthless to be a Horsemen. As she says in the book; it takes balls to starve countless thousands to death. But there is a bit of tenderness inside of all that steel and grit. She does care for their new Pestilence, even if she thinks he’s a bit of a goober.
She’d have made a good War. Min’s a kind of RAWR, DEATH, DESTRUCTION kind of gal but see unlike War, she likes to kick back and relax. Being Famine is a bit more relaxed. She can go home, kick back in her suite, have a bowl of double chocolate fudge ice cream and binge-watch Game of Thrones.
Min is solid. Probably War’s best friend. Probably War’s only friend but still… best friend. She respects and admires Death, probably is a little bit in awe of the Horseman’s leader and not so secretly believes Pestilence is in over his head.
Still, she’d go rescue the boy.
And never let him forget it.
Comment on this blog post to enter to win Pestilence’s Horse! That’s right! A black pony of your very own!
I have a number of paperbacks, most of which are signed, to giveaway. Over the between now (11 Mar 2017) and 31 Mar 2017, every comment on the blog (this post and all other new posts), will be entered to win 1 of these paperbacks. There are also some misc swag items, so there will be a few packs of these to give away as well.
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