Chris Lyon

“As he lit the leaves within, savoring the first fragrant puff through the red clay bowl, it was this stem that gave him his first question for his girls. The three of them were lined up eagerly before him as the recalcitrant twins scrubbed and piled dishes in the tub by the door under Namara’s watchful eye-and her watchful spoon as well. He gazed at his brood, from the smallest with her smudged face and pigtails, all the way to the twins, tall and growing broader every day. With the solemn air of a holy man presiding on a ritual in the Hall of the Ancestors, Judan began.”
― Christopher Lyon, A Crown of Radiant Night: The Seven Thunders of Heaven: Book I Volume I

“Rain lashed the tiny island, tearing at the earth like a vengeful god determined to rip the outcropping - one amongst a thousand - from the water, and dash it to shards on crags of the Middle Sea. Lightning crisped the air, accompanied moments later by waves of thunder which rocked the isle, vibrating it from one end to the other. A storm to end all storms, a cataclysmic collision of nature’s more volatile elements combined in world-shattering force.”
― Christopher Lyon, A Crown of Radiant Night: The Seven Thunders of Heaven: Book I Volume I

“Another time, another place… That is when all this happened, As it will all happen again.”
― Christopher Lyon, A Crown of Radiant Night: The Seven Thunders of Heaven: Book I Volume I

“History is not really about what actually happened. No, it is how we interpret what actually happened, and what we can take from it. Legend and myth are really only one step away from history. The former are just true whether they happened or not.”
― Christopher Lyon, A Crown of Radiant Night: The Seven Thunders of Heaven: Book I Volume I