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Koyukon Yega (eBook, ePUB)

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Produktbeschreibung

Autumn Chernikof lies in bed gasping for airher sheets are soaked in sweat. Her mother and sister are a thousand miles away in the tiny Athabaskan village of Russian Cross. Autumn knows that they will die there if they stay. The Chernikof men have already succumbed to the unrelenting weight of arctic winters with their twilight days and endless nights. Only her young brother survives and fate demands that she must care for him always. She is their only hopeand that hope is suffocating her.

Night after night, Autumn dreams of horrific childhood trauma. Ghoulish apparitions violate her in unspeakable ways. Her thoughts, once allies in her denial, have become invading hordeshurling themselves against the gates that defend her sanity. Autumn fears those gates will someday fail, and she will disappear forever.

In desperation, Autumn dives into the murky depths of her past and of long-forgotten Athabaskan mysticism. She searches her dreams for guidance and protection. Her quest leads to a dimension beyond the veil of the physical world she knows. It is a world of pure consciousness defended by animal spirits and ruled by the Koyukon Yega. Every night, Autumn enters this world and prays for help. Every day, she copes as best she can with the reality of her life.

When a charismatic but unpredictable young man appears in her life, Autumn dares to believe the spirits have finally answered her prayers. But, as events unfold, she questions the stranger's motives and her own judgment. Is the man of her dreams a savior or a trickstera Raven sent by the spirits to peck out what remains of her mind? The young Koyukon Athabaskan mystic is drawn into a world of dreams and animal spirits as she desperately searches for solutions to her earthly problems. In doing so, she unwittingly unlocks the power of the Yega, a powerful animal spirit, who may be her savior or a destroyer of everyone and everything she holds dear.

Autumn fears she has stepped through a door she cannot close. Is she doomed to live forever in a world where all outcomes are possible, but none are real? Will the beautiful mystic return to her world, or must she remain in a netherworld? Imprisoned there forever by her protectorthe Koyukon Yega.

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Produktdetails

• Verlag: Cold Foot Publishing
• Erscheinungstermin: 2. Dezember 2024
• Englisch
• ISBN-13: 9798227987259
• Artikelnr.: 72262177

Autorenporträt

As a psychotherapist, I have had a long-held interest in stories and storytelling. Consider the psychology of myths, legends, folklore, and other forms of storytelling. People have long been fascinated by stories. Indeed, our reality is a narrative we tell ourselves every minute of every day. In our waking life, our thoughts form a story. When we are asleep, our dreams chronicle our subconscious. We are all storytellers, continually writingchapter upon chapterthe tale of our lives.

My interests lie not only in the tales we tell but also in the concept of the story itself. How important are these stories? I think the answer is simple: They are the threads that weave together the fabric of our collective experience. Our spiritual lives aside, without a shared human experience, we have nothingwe may, in fact, be nothing. Stories give meaning to our lives and, by extension, define our existence. A philosopher once asked, "Why do we have something rather than nothing? I don't know the answer. But I do know that we have our stories, and that is somethingperhaps the only thing we have that matters.

As a therapist, I have observed that we are all innately gifted writers of fiction. We lie to ourselves about everythingall the time. So, chances are, our stories are more fiction than factmore lie than truth. Of course, many truths begin with a lie, out of which objective truths are forged in the furnace of reason and observation. Lies exposed are the path to the truth. Lies are useful, and useful lies must contain kernels of truth. Those kernels are little seeds that can be planted and nurtured.

Can we write enough stories, and for long enough, to knit together a collective tapestry of our true reality in a universal sense? Well, we haven't yet. But those who have come before us planted the seeds, having written stories, some of which altered the course of human history. But who should write these stories? Me and you, of course. All of us have a story to tell. We cannot rely solely on a few to do this for us. The truth is forged in the furnace of many flames, not just of the few of us who burn the brightest.

And so, here I am. Trying to do my part by creating a storyright out of thin air. Something out of nothing.

Like magic.

DB Nelson