All day Croifan and Brandan rode through sunshine, cooled by a gentle breeze.

Early spring in the Anna Mountains was unpredictable especially the closer to Mt. Evercidara they drew. At a height of almost fifteen thousand feet, the mountain
created its own weather patterns, increasing the chance of a blizzard. 

When the group awoke at dawn, the weather was decidedly colder than the
previous night. Fat snowflakes swirled in the gray sky.

“Ready the horses. We must move out,” Croifan called to the others.
They collected the few supplies they carried and headed farther into the
mountains. Soon the flurries increased in strength until they became a blizzard.
The two groups were forced to travel together so no one would become lost in the
severe storm. Snow piled up to the horses’ knees, and they struggled through the
drifts. The four riders dismounted and led their steeds through the tenacious wind
and snow. It wasn’t long before walking through the howling wind and vicious
weather became treacherous. Croifan stopped and told the guards to quickly search
for shelter.

While working on Palace of the Twelve Pillars I reached a point where Prince Brandan was set to go on a journey of communion with Asha. The original journey I wrote had been too easy and critiquers didn’t understand why it was necessary for him to take this journey if the outcome was so easy. So I had to ratchet it up a few notches. My family and I were living in the state of Washington at the time with Mt. Rainier forever looming in our horizon. We had visited this beautiful mountain our first summer living in Puyallup. One of the things that struck me was the temperature drop as you drove up the winding mountain road and what would be hot and sunny at the bottom would quickly become jacket chilly by the time you reached the visitors center. And you could see by looking at the intimidating bulk of the mountain with it’s snow capped peak that the further you proceeded up the mountain the colder it would get.

Through these adjustments we see Brandan having to change or at least suppress some of his attitudes to survive and we wonder if he will change or continue with his superior ways.

These scenes serve to show the reader a little more about Brandan, who he is and who he might become. Once they arrive at the Cave of Njori we see him facing a few more challenges that will test his soul.
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He stood at the base of Mt. Evercidara. The air rumbled and vibrated with the
explosion coming from the mountain. From the summit, ash, smoke, and flames
spewed from the gaping cavern created by the explosion. Lava rampaged down the
sides, cutting down large glingkol trees as if they were a child’s playthings.
Animals running for cover were soon buried in the onslaught.

The villagers were running, trying to escape the deluge threatening to incinerate the valley. A toddler escaped her mother and tottered toward the encroaching lava and Brandan.
His heart beat wildly, and his pulse thundered in his ears. Sweat soaked his
clothing as he shivered with fear.
Catching the reins of a wandering horse, he leaped into the saddle and galloped
past the toddler and her mother. The mother realizing the looming fate of her child
rushed to save the little one from the impending flood. She looked at Brandan, her
eyes begging him to help, as she screamed the child’s name.

One of the other things that struck me about Mt. Rainier was that it is an active volcano. Having grown up in Pennsylvania I never experienced the awareness of living in the path of a volcanic eruption. What better way to start of Brandan’s tests than to put him in that path. With this as well as the tests to follow we learn more about Brandan and how he will respond in different situations.We see Brandan in ways that we don’t see him when he is in the family and palace situations. We see Brandan as he really is, unencumbered with the structures of his society.

Mt. Rainier inspired me and supplied me with an avenue with which to test a prince and show him as he truly was. Brandan will face many tests in the telling of the story, but I think this first tests can be used to establish a baseline from where all his future decisions will be made.

To see more of Brandan check out Palace of the Twelve Pillars: Book One

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