Chris Eckhart


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The War of the Creators: Close to the Chest



In an instant, love was stolen from me, and with it, my once-hopeful perspective on life vanished into the abyss. Now, Vengeance’s merciless grip defines my existence. My sole purpose to hunt down the man who turned my beloved into ashes, denying her any chance at resurrection.

Living for thousands of years, my memories have become distant, slipping through my mind like time’s sand through my fingers. I can only hold fragments at a time, mere snapshots of our love story that spanned nearly a millennium. Even after she’s been gone for so long, she still possess my heart, the tattered remains of it.

I’m getting sober now, training again, I will regain what I’ve lost, ensuring I have a chance of avenging my love, or joining her. I’m writing these books, to remember, to remember meeting Liva for the first time, our first kiss, the life we shared as we grew together. Writing this down while the feelings still have stories behind them, before they’re just unknowable reactions to stimuli I can’t understand.

Novel Art

Close to The Chest

Close to the Chest

This is the first book of Hawkrin, first of three. This story occurs beside the main arc, "II - The Generals Daughter".

The war of the Turned is in full heat. Planets can be overrun and lost in a single evening. The four chapters, are written as Novellas, joined at the hip.

Opening Paragraph Sample -
Cirla:

I rubbed Hawkrin’s back as he threw up. The smell didn’t even bother me anymore. He was having hot and cold flashes, twitching, and I heard his raspy breath whenever he stopped throwing up, desperate to catch up. It’s not going to be ok. Don’t lie to him. I exhaled, as I stood up. Hawkrin grabbed at his chest, unable to stop projecting. At least it’s mostly in the bathtub. Without enough oxygen, he’ll pass out, again. He stuttered and his eyes rolled up into his head as he passed out.

More Novels in the War of the Creators Series written, but require adjustments and polishing:

Child of Jakrum (the 2ond book of Hawkrin)


The lost (Lost moon Prequil)


WOTC IV - Lost Moon

Poem by Hawkrin

Liva

In darkness, I wait, longing to forget,

Yet your presence lingers, a stubborn debt.

Falling endlessly, devoid of light's embrace,

No glimpse of bottom in this endless space.

Miracles, the gods' currency and plight,

My mind resists their touch, clings to the night.

Shattered, bereft without her loving grace,

Her memory fades, leaving me displaced.

Lost memories consume, an infectious strain,

Rejection's weight, too heavy to contain.