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1/21/2019

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Dolor and Shadow 
The Seidr Cycle Book 1
by Angela B. Chrysler

Genre: High Epic Fantasy

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A great power has awakened within Princess Kallan.

To keep the princess hidden, she is taken to Alfheim; her abilities suppressed and her memory erased.
Years later, Kallan inherits her father’s war, and vows revenge on the one man she believes is responsible: Rune, King of Gunir. But soon, a twist of fate puts Kallan in protection of the man she has sworn to kill, and Rune in possession of powers he does not understand.
Lost in the world of Men, the two must form an unlikely alliance to make their way home and solve the mystery of their past - and of the Shadow that hunts them both.

Praise for Dolor and Shadow:

"...a sweeping, epic novel... highly recommend it to all fantasy lovers." - Erin S. Riley, author of Odin's Shadow

"Angela B. Chrysler has brought world building to breathtaking heights with ‘Dolor and Shadow’" - Jay Norry, Amazon Review

"This is book one in a set that has the potential to become timeless" - Timothy Bateson, Amazon Review


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​Think back to the oldest era your mind can fathom, back beyond everything we can remember, when gods were still men who had not yet lived the deeds that would deify them.” Gudrun’s aged gold eyes peered from behind her curtain of long, silver hair. “Think back before the time when the Aesir and the Vanir were still men who had settled here on ancient Earth, ages before their war.”
“Back when the Earth was new?” Kallan asked, looking up from the vellum scroll before her on the table. The tips of her tapered ears poked through the brown hair she had tied back to avoid the candle’s flames.
“Was it?” Shadows flickered over Gudrun’s face and shelves full of jarred things. All sorts of unusual jars of powders and exotic roots had been crammed into every available corner. Dried herbs hung from the crossbeams. The light from the candle and small hearth fire mingled and added a heavy thickness to the room that smelled of boiled heather and sage. “The Earth was still very old by the time the gods found it,” Gudrun said. “By then it was already ancient soil, which stirred beneath their feet. Can you see it, Kallan?”
The girl closed her eyes, an iridescent blue like the lapis stone, and thought back to the earliest memory she could recall, back before the Great Migration, when the gods lived in the Southern Deserts and the Land of Rivers. Back before the Great War between the Aesir and the Vanir.
“I can,” Kallan said.
The old woman kept the dry sternness in her voice. “These are the antiquated stories that predate the empires of men. We have studied the Vanir and their ways, their medicines and herbs. Now think of the gods of our gods, the gods so old that we have forgotten. The gods our gods once taught to their young. And think of their ancient stories and their myths, the legends they once revered before they themselves became myth. And think of everything now lost to time.”
Kallan nodded. “I see it.”
“The Seidr is older still,” Gudrun said. “Like veins, it flowed from the Great Gap, spreading through all elements of the Earth, stretching out, threading itself into the waters, the air, and earth.”
Kallan opened her eyes as she drew the connection to the tri-corner knot enclosed in a circle hanging from the chain on her neck. Gudrun smiled, confirming that Kallan’s conclusion was correct.
“Your mother’s pendant,” she said. “Na Tríonóide: the three united. The Seidr fused itself to the elements, until it lost itself inside the Earth, becoming a part of it, flowing with the waters, churning with the soils, and riding on the wind through the air. The Seidr is still there sleeping, waiting for us to remember.”
Kallan shifted forward in her seat.
“When the Vanir found the Seidr, they recognized it. In secret, they honed it and mastered it. They hoarded it, keeping it concealed from the Aesir.” Sadness hovered in Gudrun’s tone. “Afraid the Aesir would learn of their treasure and exceed them in power, the Vanir refused to divulge their secret.”
“What happened to the Vanir?” Kallan asked.
Gudrun visibly fought back the bitter sting of tears. “They died.” Her voice was low. “Doomed to be forgotten, and living only within the ancient stories now nearly extinct.”
Kallan bit the corner of her lip as if biting back a question.
“Deep within the earth, beyond the sea to the west, they met their end,” the old woman continued. “Some say they perished far beyond the western-most reaches of the world where the beginning formed. There where the Seidr emerged from the life source and fused to the elements and life itself. The Seidr now resides dormant in all of us. However, for most of us, it sleeps, available for the host to use, but never awakened, its keeper unaware of its presence.
“But don’t think its power is lost,” Gudrun said. “Even dormant Seidr, ripped from its host, will destroy the life line that has formed around it. It lies sleeping within every man born to Midgard. Just as the races of Men have it, we elves have it—”
“Elves?” Kallan repeated.
“Alfar,” Gudrun clarified, forgetting the word was foreign beyond the Ocean Isle where she had lived for the past three hundred years. “The Dvergar, the Svartálfar. Even the Ljosalfar—”
“They have it?” Kallan interrupted. “King Tryggve?”
Gudrun nodded. “King Tryggve and King Eyolf—”
The name of her father sharpened Kallan’s attention. “Father has it?”
Gudrun continued, not daring to encourage the princess’s interruptions.
“As do the reindeer that migrate across the valleys of King Raum in the north and the elk birds that fly across the southern realms of King Gardr Agdi. The sea worms that swim, and the pines that grow tall in these lands. However, among us all, Men and the three races of the Alfar, only a rare handful are still aware of its existence. Of those precious few, only some can waken it. Fewer still can wield it.”
After concluding her lecture, Gudrun spoke faster, more sternly, leaving behind the mysticism of the storyteller.
“To wield the Seidr is to pull on the lifeline that has formed within the confines of your center. To master the Seidr is to pull on the threads that have woven themselves within the elements. Find it!”
As if suddenly aware of the stuffy room, Kallan narrowed her eyes to better see the Seidr that was somehow there suspended in the air. This time, Gudrun’s smile stretched across her wrinkled face.
“Start small,” she said. “The Seidr around us has not conformed to the order of a path and goes where the elements take it. Try to find the Seidr within you, at your center. That is where it sleeps. That Seidr will know you and be the first to obey you.”
Slouching, Kallan nodded and closed her eyes, then changed her attention to the center of her body.
“Once you master your own Seidr, you can reach out to the Seidr in others. It won’t be as willing to obey as your own, but it too has adapted to the confines of a living being.”
Kallan opened her eyes, eager to collect the knowledge that always seemed to pour out of Gudrun. “Is it within the fire you summon?”
The old Seidkona shook her head.
“Fire is not an element, but a reaction, like when the cook blends stews or when I mix spells.”
“Like bubbling water or brewed tea?”
“Exactly,” Gudrun said. “Fire is only present when other actions bring it out, whereas soil, wind, and water are always there, maintaining a permanent state that defines the Seidr.” As she listed each element, Gudrun pointed to each point of the pendant hanging from Kallan’s neck. As she finished, she traced her finger around the circle enveloping the knot. “The elements don’t require fuel. However, Seidr is living. It is a life form made of pure energy. Compress enough Seidr, and it will release heat. Compress it more, and it will become hot enough to produce flame.”
“And hotter still produces your lightning.” Kallan grinned.
“Exactly.”


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Fire and Lies
The Seidr Cycle Book 2

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War rips across the land of Alfheim.
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As the Fae gods draw near, Queen Kallan’s strength is tested.
She follows King Rune, but the Shadow Beast caged within Rune’s body is writhing in hunger. Kallan’s newest companion, Bergen - the legendary Berserk - is determined to end the conflict in her life.
As the three come together, the truth buried in the past resurfaces. Now, Kallan must master a dormant power... or watch her kingdom fall to the Fae, who will stop at nothing to keep their lies.


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​At the farthest ends of Midgard, where Alfheim begins, the Fae goddess Fand gazed upon Kallan’s fair city. Lorlenalin. The White Opal. The Dokkalfar citadel. Humming a ditty, she collected her skirts and idly glided through the wood surrounding the city.
Like threads of gold, Seidr flowed from the tips of Fand’s fingers. It flowed down her gown and branched across the first autumn frost glistening in the moonlight as if the Fae gods themselves had emerged from Under Earth and touched down on the lands of Midgard. Like veins, the Seidr webbed a path to the city. The life she found there was strong, but hollow with grief for their missing queen. Fand called the Seidr back, and she smiled. Memories of the dead never survive the ages. It was only a matter of time before the Dokkalfar forgot their precious queen.
“This won’t be too hard.”
Fand took a step and strips of leather wove themselves around her bare foot. By the time she took a second step, she wore a pair of fine leather boots. Her gowns of Under Earth reknitted themselves into something simpler, but just as suggestive. Just as inviting. The gems she  wore to ordain her bodice became grains of golden sand that vanished with the wind. Her cheekbones rounded out. Her pearlescent skin darkened to look more like a daughter of Alfheim than the pale, jeweled complexion of a Fae goddess of Eire’s Land.
Fand pushed a hand through her raven black hair, sending strands of Seidr streaking the black and changing it to a pale blond by the time her fingers reached the tips.
By the time Fand stepped into a beam of moonlight where the Dokkalfar guards could see her, all that remained of her original appearance was the stunning rings of gold Seidr that encircled her pupils and the mesmerizing smile that arched her red lips. 
By dawn, only two would remember the name of Kallan, Daughter of Eyolf, Queen and Lady of Lorlenalin.

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Angela B. Chrysler is a writer, logician, philosopher, and die-hard nerd who studies theology, historical linguistics, music composition, and medieval European history in New York with a dry sense of humor and an unusual sense of sarcasm. She lives in a garden with her family and cats.
In 2014, Ms. Chrysler founded Brain to Books and the virtual trade show, Brain to Books Cyber Convention. A passionate gardener and incurable cat lover, Ms. Chrysler spends her days drinking coffee and writing beside a volume of Edgar Allan Poe who strongly influences her style to this day. When Ms. Chrysler is not writing, she enables her addictions to all things nerdy, and reads everything she can get her hands on no matter the genre. Occasionally, she finds time to mother her three children and debate with her life-long friend who she eventually married. Her writing is often compared to Tad Williams. Her influences are Edgar Allan Poe, The Phantom of the Opera, and Frankenstein.
Angela also loves writing, cats, reading, knitting, gardening, Tai Chi, Yoga, meditation, coffee, BBC, baking, cooking, dancing, singing, anime, and smiling.


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Stop the world I want to get off!
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Musical lovers will know that sentence is the name of a Broadway musical, but last October I finally managed to stop my world and get off.
Everyone in my life asked how while being greeted with envy, laughter, and/or resentment. The most common question I received was how did I just up and “quit” adulting.
To be honest…hm…I quit almost everything. Clearly, I couldn’t stop going to my job. And I couldn’t stop being a mother, but I did scale way back and literally unloaded everything off my plate that could be unloaded. I quit karate lessons, dance, yoga, and stopped all obligations. I cancelled all doctor appointments, therapy sessions, and medications. I just…stopped.
Though no one asked why, the why of it is where my story lies. In March 2018, one of my best friends died. Quite suddenly. She was fine one day then, the next, she had stage 4 brain cancer and she was gone. The very next day following her death, my husband was in a car accident. Barefoot in snow, I ran to his side. All I could think of was that I lost him too.
March 2018 was a wake-up call. I asked myself, “If I die tomorrow what will I regret?” The number one answer…I will regret not having the children I wanted with my husband.
My husband and I have known each other since we were 12 years old. We’ve loved each other just as long. When we were 19, we made plans to have children together. We talked about how many we wanted and even gave them names. Then, a year later, I lost him. Literally. You can read more on the story here under number #7. Ten years, one divorce, three children, and a tubal litigation later, I found him again and we picked up right where we left off. I’m 38 and we still don’t have the children we dreamed about. Don’t get me wrong. He loves the children from my previous marriage, but we still ache to merge our DNA. So, August 2018, we made the calls and started the process of InVitro Fertilization.
I have another article in the making that outlines that road. That story alone can easily hijack this article, but I promise to stay on task.
In August, bloodwork was drawn, and everything was confirmed “good to go.” This first order of business however was concerning my medications. I have been diagnosed with Bipolar, PTSD, Chronic Depressions, and Borderline Personality Disorder. I was taking two nasty medications for anxiety and mood stabilizers. They had to go. In September, my NP of Psychiatry began weening me off the meds. By mid-November fertility treatments were to begin. Despite weening methods, withdrawal is withdrawal and symptoms can last up to eight weeks after the final dose has been taken. My last dose was one week prior to Thanksgiving…two weeks after I started the Fertility treatments. For those of you who don’t know, “fertility treatments” is a really fancy term for “They’re injecting your body with estrogen, progesterone, and the pregnancy hormone, HcG so your body acts like it’s pregnant.”
Hmmm…
Lamotrigine & Lexapro withdrawals + pregnancy hormones = Serial Killer-y…and my parents came to stay with us for two weeks during the Christmas holiday.
I went to a dark place for a long time. My husband went there with me. By Christmas, the last of the withdrawals were flushes from my system. By New Years, my moods had finally found their center of gravity and had stabilized. By 10 January 2019, the fertility clinic transferred two very healthy 5-day embryos into my uterus and today…well…I just got back from the Doctor’s and I am pregnant…possibly with twins.
I’m back in karate. I’m an orange belt now! I’m still going to work where I spend my 10-hour days on audible.com listening through the entire works of Karen Marie Moning. Her works are Outlander meets Supernatural and is EPIC!!! I begin the complete works of Tolkien next week and can’t wait!
We’re telling people slowly about the pregnancy. It’s surreal and I’m terrified I’ll wake up not pregnant. I’m back in therapy, but really…things are back to as they were before October only…I feel in control now. Like I had the power to say, “No more” and did just that.


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27 Comments
James Robert
1/21/2019 03:52:33 am

Thank you for sharing your book with us and for the giveaway as well.

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Janet W.
1/21/2019 07:23:27 am

I love the cover - it's beautiful! Sounds like a great read!

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Rita Wray
1/21/2019 11:34:42 am

The books sound great.

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Victoria
1/21/2019 11:45:31 am

Thanks for sharing the great post!

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Calvin
1/21/2019 01:38:06 pm

Bad ass cover, suits this epic

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wendy hutton
1/21/2019 02:28:25 pm

awesome cover, good luck with the book tour

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June S.
1/21/2019 03:25:16 pm

Love the cover! (girl power)

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Robin Abrams
1/21/2019 03:52:42 pm

I really love these covers. Makes me want to grab these books to read

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Sherry
1/21/2019 06:50:48 pm

I love the covers and think the books sound very good.

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lynn clayton
1/21/2019 07:01:00 pm

love the cover this looks like a great read thank you

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Debbie P
1/21/2019 08:02:20 pm

This book sounds like a very cool read. Very nice cover!

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heather
1/21/2019 08:13:29 pm

This so sounds like my kind of read and I love the cover too.

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Elaine G
1/21/2019 09:29:40 pm

I like this cover. Thanks for sharing the excerpts. This sounds really good.

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Mood Reader
1/21/2019 10:01:48 pm

Sounds like a great read! :)

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Kelly Nicholson
1/21/2019 10:18:10 pm

What do you think of the books or the covers?

chicks a swords not a good mix...on paper

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Dale Wilken
1/21/2019 10:42:30 pm

Sounds really great.

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Marcy Meyer
1/22/2019 08:25:20 am

I like the covers. Sounds like a good fantasy series.

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Laura
1/24/2019 11:52:10 pm

This series looks really good! I really want to read Dolor and Shadow!

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Mary Cloud
1/25/2019 09:09:07 pm

No questions - I really like the cover

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Ann Fantom
1/27/2019 10:45:01 am

I like the covers. Very nice!

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Lavender
1/28/2019 09:04:12 pm

Shiny, sleek sword. Check
Beautifully ornate armour. Check
Silky, wind-swept hair. Check.
Power-stance against an epic background. Check
Girl did not just come to play!
Go get your destiny Princess Kallan of the Drui!

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Allison Swain
1/29/2019 04:39:50 pm

Wow the covers are gorgeous! These sound like great books to read.

Thank you for the chance to win!

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Heather D
2/6/2019 08:17:14 am

I like the cover. She looks badass.

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Bea LaRocca
2/8/2019 08:52:23 am

Great covers and excerpts! This sounds like an awesome fantasy series. Thanks so much for the guest post and giveaway.

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Kathy Cozzarelli
2/11/2019 08:53:46 pm

I like the cover. It looks cool.

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Daniel M
2/14/2019 07:52:23 pm

really like the cover

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Jerry Marquardt
2/21/2019 11:43:51 pm

I would like to give thanks for all your really great writings, including The Seidr Cycle, and wishing the best in keeping up the good work in the future.

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