I was going to post another raw excerpt of my first novel, Into the Realm: The Chronicles of Carter Blake, Book One, but I think I’ll interview Carter instead. As of now, the Walker of Worlds seems to be in his mid-30s and has fully realized his powers. The Chronicles of Carter Blake tells the stories of how Carter grows into a man, and the Walker of Worlds.
We’re to meet in a café in Baltimore called Peace & A Cup of Joe. I’m seated at a table, pecking away at my laptop when there is a faint pop behind me. I turn. Carter is a big man, clad in a silvery, purple-green armor the is molded to his broad form. When he shakes my hand, I fight not to wince. He’s got a very firm grip. He has a weary expression on his face. His shoulders are a bit slumped and his back is bowed.
R.w.Foster: Hello, Mr. Blake. Welcome to beginingsinwriting.
Carter Blake: Thank you. Please, call me Carter. (he sits in a wooden chair which creaks ominously)
R.w.F: Thanks. May we jump right in with the questions?
R.w.F: What is the Realm?
C.B: (He smiles. There is a faraway look to his eyes) The Realm is a world of magic, Elven, dwarves, half-dragons and other magical beings. It is also a nexus of the Multiverse. It is where I first learned that I am the Walker of Worlds.
R.w.F: What is the Walker of Worlds?
C.B: The Walker of Worlds is the being created by the Ancients to stop out of control gods. You could say we are Arbiters. You see, when a god becomes too unjust, we cut them off from their power and banish them from their universes. We are the balance, and the beginnings of Reason.
R.w.F: What are some of your abilities?
C.B: I can freely travel between universes, I can seal a deity away from the Sourcewell where they get their power from, I can kill them and I also have some minor Chronomantic ability.
R.w.F: What is Chronomantic?
C.B: It means I have the abilities of a Chronomancer, or a time wizard. I have a limited talent at using the fabric of time to create powerful effects.
‘That sounds cool,’ I think.
R.w.F: Sweet. Would you give a demonstration?
(He stands and his eyes take on a crimson glow. He moves his hands in a series of complicated gestures, manipulating something I can’t see. Moments later, another Carter Blake appears. This one waves, then merges into the original.)
R.wF: (Impressed). Wow. That was epic.
(Carter returns to his seat. It crackles)
Do you have anyone special in your life?
C.B: (A radiant smile lights his face, instantly making him seem to be a lot younger) I do. My Rishka, a half-Elven named Dearbhaile.
R.w.F: What’s a Rishka?
C.B: It means “Beloved” in Renline, and Elven dialect.
R.w.F: What’s she like?
C.B: (He straightens in his seat and leans forward) She is the most spectacular woman I know. Intelligence sparkles in her emerald eyes, her ruby lips are quick to smile. Her wisdom is clear in every word she utters.
(I smile. I know exactly what he means. I feel the same way about the woman I love.)
R.w.F: When you first entered, you looked exhausted. What’s been going on in your life?
C.B: (There is a hint of sadness to his eyes) I buried my best friend today. Robilar and I traveled together for many years.
R.w.F: I’m sorry to hear that, man.
(I decide to shift the conversation away from something that seemed to be so painful.)
R.w.F: What were you like as a kid?
C.B: I was bullied a lot because of my intellect. Some moron decided to tell my mother that I was a genius and should be made a highschool senior at 11 years old.
R.wF: You still sound bitter.
C.B: Wouldn’t you be? I felt like a freak. And of course, I got beatings from the older guys when I screwed up the curve. Or made them look stupid in front of their girlfriends. At that age, I hadn’t learned to keep my mouth shut, and hadn’t learned that not everyone knew what I did. I just assumed it.
R.w.F: That sounds harsh.
C.B: It was, but it helped me become tougher. After stuff like what I endured in highschool, the Realm was initially a cake walk. But then, I met L’Arcs… (His voice trails off)
Before I’m able to ask Carter further questions, he vanishes. Off to save another universe, I guess. I’ll try to get him to sit down for another interview as soon as I can.