The prologue begins with the story of how, in 2150 BC, a nation of good guys, dismayed by how everyone else is a sinner falling from grace with their Creator, leaves Earth and goes to another galaxy where other humans live. Later, the biblical Flood comes, and only one worthy family is left alive.
Oh, dear. We're in for a treat, aren't we...
Anyhow, yadda yadda civil war yadda yadda, the good guys, broken, disbanded, crestfallen, return to our galaxy in 1300-something AD, and, seeing how strange Earth has become, have nowhere else to go but on another planet close by.
At least there's a map... Where 3/4 of the locations are marked as "Town" or "Castle". I'm not even kidding.
I'll now leave you with some selected excerpts:
The story starts in medias res, as our protagonist is being chased by baddies:
How had I been suckered into doing this fool’s errand anyway? It was one thing to be a man alone and be chased, but carrying along a kid laid down a whole new array of problems to contend with. I didn’t know anything about kids! Taking this kid along hadn’t been a part of the plan, but he was here and that was that. A chase was tough on man and horse alike, but on a kid it had to be especially tough and I was grateful that this kid exhibited a lot of toughness.
He's also apparently a kidnapper.
The author goes into a flashback, and has some weird relationship with the past perfect tense. Look, I'm no native speaker, but I did score absurdly high on my TOEFL, and his usage of tenses is rubbing me the wrong way.
What a way with words though!!!:
I let my mind wander back to the past again, when I had lost my family and the innocence of my youth.
After some prolific info-dumping flashbacking, scarring events occur (because his parents were of the good guys, and the rest of the civilisaton is degenerate):
One warm summer morning they came for us. I had almost finished with my morning chores when I had seen my father, walking towards me across the barn lot, stumble and gasp hard as four brightly colored arrow shafts slammed hard into his chest with dull sounding thuds of finality. Horrified by what I had just seen, I dropped the bucket of water I had been carrying from the well and started running towards father, but he had waived me off with a violent gesture of one arm.
Had I not had read this, I wouldn't have had to have had written this sentence.
I could've probably lived with it, still feeling odd, if he wasn't inconsistent with it. Is it also a good idea to put a flashback in past perfect inconsistent? Just treat it like normal, the readers know it's a ****ing flashback!?
At least his dad would have had to have been a badass:
Frozen in place, I had watched him turn to meet the onrushing lancers boldly. I had come unfrozen with a jerk of consciousness then, as I remembered the responsibility he had conveyed to me to protect the family. I’d run for the house with all I’d had in me. As I ran, I watched what became of my father; I had no choice, as I had to run past him to reach the house. He had stood there, tall and proud, and I had watched as somehow he was able to grab hold of a lowered lance and rip it from the hands of its mounted rider. Balancing the lance overhand he had thrown it like a spear at the next rider and I’d saw it impale the rider through his middle, causing him to fall backward off his horse. A third lancer, who had come up from behind my father’s blind side, impaled him through the back with his lance. Tears streaming from my eyes, I had looked away from father and run even faster for the house, determined to save my mother and brother.
<- the only thing I can say about this passage
And how do you stop the flashback? Like this, of course:
A crow cawed loudly, breaking my remembrance of the past momentarily
A profoundly touchingly adverbially written sentence. If only he hadn't missed the tip that you shouldn't rely on adverbs that much.
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Dear God, this... is a book. It feels like it hasn't been through the hands of an experienced editor, and that's probably the case, despite the fact some lady is listed as an editor. Also, if you want a cover just like this one, here's the site: www.ebookindiecovers.com ! The price probably varies depending on how cheesy you want it.
It's like watching one of those videos of horrible accidents - you're horrified, but you just can't stop. And since I've started, I'll probably try and see what happens next. Let's see how long I can last before the urge to blow my brains out engulfs me.