Have you ever considered what you would do if you suddenly lost your freedom and rights as a citizen? What would you do if you suddenly found yourself in a cage with other people who think the same as you and believe the same beliefs and ideals? What if you found yourself to be a fugitive and trying to help others like yourself remain free, or at least a semblance of freedom. What would you do? How would you react to finding someone in the same situation?
Our great nation once had to answer these questions in its infancy. Our forefathers left their homeland in search of a place where they could live their lives the way they wanted and find a place to worship how they wanted without the Catholic church breathing down their necks. For seven years, they fought, loosing so many battles in the beginning due to superior training and fire power. It wasn’t until other nations, such as France and Spain, that saw just how determined we were and joined in to lend us a hand in pushing back the British. Our bravest heroes came from that time, men and women whose names are remembered in song and history to this very day.
With the vast importance of July 4th heavy on my thoughts, I stop and wonder just how much of that is appearing in my own writing. I see the beginnings of it appearing in the next in the series where Karina is trying to avoid capture, but is also finding others. She has to get them through the winter just as George Washington had to do with his troops in Valley Forge. A family she knows how to handle through the harshness of winter no matter how bad it gets. But a large group of probably 20 or more is something else. That is something a pride animal or a wolf who is accustomed to being in a pack; even if this pack is a mix of different animal types.
Karina doesn’t have anything to worry about except teaching these new therians because her mate, or husband if you will, has the knowledge and will to pull them all together and has the aid of other experienced therians. But, as with all groups, there are those who seek to cause dissension within the ranks and bring about plenty of trouble.
Problems from within will compound the problems coming from the outside which will keep the main leadership team on their toes.
This brings me back to our current celebrations. Long ago, the fireworks were cannonballs and bullets. They colored the skies with flashes of light at night. Some instilled the very words of our anthem:
O! say can you see by the dawn’s early light,
What so proudly we hailed at the twilight’s last gleaming,
Whose broad stripes and bright stars through the perilous fight,
O’er the ramparts we watched, were so gallantly streaming?
And the rockets’ red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there;
O! say does that star-spangled banner yet wave,
O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave?
Written by Frances Scott Key, this song inspired future Americans in war and peace time. There is more history behind the words of this stanza. A rich and proud history few schools will teach. There is more to the song than just this stanza. Four more follow describing the battle that Mr. Key witnessed from the deck of the ship he was held on. So much detail and all we ever sing is the first one. Of course, to sing all of them at any event would probably cause them to be much, much, shorter. More was added during the Civil War, describing what our nation went through during that sad and dark period of our history.
It has me thinking, will this song carry a similar importance within the words of this burgeoning novel? Perhaps. Perhaps not. Would it sully the foundations and feelings of what we hold so dear and know so little about? Maybe, but it in their memory that I place these fictional minds into the situations that I want. They have to grow and become more than what they are if even I am to believe them.
This story and perhaps quite a few chapters will focus on Marcus, Karina’s mate. He will have to step up again and take the reins of leader so she can focus on finding, teaching the new therians, and learning how to make use of her new role. He is an alpha wolf, handsome, rugged, and quiet. He lets his wife do what she needs to do. She is his life. Even when he was dead, he missed her and yearned to be with her. When they met after fighting a coven of demons, he looked at her and knew there was something about her he could be without.
She never knew that he was what she was missing in life until he she lost him. Only her greatest heart’s desire brought them back together and forged a new bond to bring them back. A bond which would take the universe unraveling to tear apart.
He will be tested. Marcus’ part in the story will be put through the toughest tests possible. I can only wonder if his heart and love will carry him through what is to come.