[bksvol-discuss] Just submitted

  • From: "solsticesinger" <solsticesinger@xxxxxxxxx>
  • To: <bksvol-discuss@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>, <bookshare-discuss@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
  • Date: Tue, 12 Aug 2008 11:33:49 -0500

Hi, all.

I have just submitted Queen of the Amazons by Judith Tarr to step one for your 
validating pleasure. I've stripped headers, protected page breaks and chapter 
headings, and fixed up common scannos. If you encounter any problems, contact:
solsticesinger@xxxxxxxxx

Here's the synopsis:

Hippolyta was Penthesilea, or Queen of the Amazons. She ruled as war leader and 
high priestess of a scattered tribe of women warriors who had dwelt on
the high plains to the north and east of Persia for time out of mind. They were 
not isolated---travelers came and went through their territory, bringing
news from the west, and carrying tales of the warrior women back home with them.

But the Queen had a great grief in her life: her daughter and heir was a 
strange child. The girl had been born, so the Priestesses said, without a soul.
And it was true that she was like no other child alive. She did not speak, and 
often seemed not to even see the people around her. She could not dress
or feed herself, but she could ride and hunt like no other woman of the tribe. 
Many of the Amazons believed that the child must never be Queen, but that
was a problem for a later time--Hippolyta was young and strong.

Selene, the niece of the tribe's Seer, was put in charge of the child, to be 
her nursemaid and guardian. And it was a good, though sometimes difficult,
life for many turns of the years. But then one day news came from the West of a 
new Conqueror, a young man who came out of Macedon with a spirit like flame,
intending to rule the whole world. The Queen's daughter responded to the tale 
as a woman in the desert would to the sound of falling water. That very night
she stole out of the camp and rode west. Selene could not stop her, and so she 
must follow, praying thatthe Queen would understand. Hippolyta herself followed
the next day, and so they rode together, controlled by the child's compulsion, 
until they had crossed the mountains and entered into Alexander's Empire,
and under the sway of Alexander's powerful personality.

Shannon
Who can heal, but one who has healed herself? 
Who can know, but one who has asked and sought? 
Who can lead, but one who has traveled the way?
--ancient French proverb 

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