Release date: July 31, 2015
Subgenre: Post-apocalyptic science fiction
About The Last of the Ageless:
Three centuries ago, humans and aliens fought for control of the
Earth, ending in an apocalyptic disaster known as the Catastrophe...
Dalan is a shapeshifter
He hails from a tribe of mutants dedicated to preserving fading species by taking their forms. To become fully recognized as an adult, he must pass a trial in the wastelands far from home.
Nyr is a killer
When her lust for bounty yields an ancient artifact of mysterious origin, everything she knows is turned upside down. Once a hunter, now a pawn, she must learn to rely on others to survive what’s coming.
Korreth is a slave
Without any extra talents, he depends on nothing more than his strength and wits as he flees the army of mutants that enslaved him. He must return home to warn his people before the swelling ranks of monsters threaten his family.
...but in the shadows, a new threat rises—one that could end what little remains of civilization: The Last of the Ageless.
Dalan is a shapeshifter
He hails from a tribe of mutants dedicated to preserving fading species by taking their forms. To become fully recognized as an adult, he must pass a trial in the wastelands far from home.
Nyr is a killer
When her lust for bounty yields an ancient artifact of mysterious origin, everything she knows is turned upside down. Once a hunter, now a pawn, she must learn to rely on others to survive what’s coming.
Korreth is a slave
Without any extra talents, he depends on nothing more than his strength and wits as he flees the army of mutants that enslaved him. He must return home to warn his people before the swelling ranks of monsters threaten his family.
...but in the shadows, a new threat rises—one that could end what little remains of civilization: The Last of the Ageless.
The Last of the Ageless is a post-apocalyptic adventure of 140,000 words (410 pages).
I'm Traci Loudin, author of The Last of the Ageless, a post-apocalyptic adventure set more than three centuries in the future. My books combine science fiction and fantasy elements into a blend of speculative fiction, often with a dash or two of action, adventure, and disasters at the end of the world, along with mutants, aliens, and telepathic shapeshifters.
I've always enjoyed reading about fantastic worlds and writing intriguing characters. As a young West Virginian, I looked forward to library trips with my mother and the evenings when my father read H.G. Wells to me. Nowadays, I spend my time exploring geeky topics and scientific findings on my blog, traciloudin.com
Though I'm a totally honest and completely law-abiding Capricorn, I like to imagine outrageous answers when people ask me innocuous questions like "Where are you from?" and "Where did you go to school?"
Excerpt:
Raising her eyebrows, Nyr smiled wryly.
“You saved the life of someone you don’t even know. And you’re pretty timid
around bodies.”
“So, what…” Dalan paused, remembering to
phrase his words carefully to this strange Changeling. “Am I supposed to revel
in killing?”
From the corner of his eye, he noticed
the twitch of Saquey’s wings, but it remained on the rock.
Nyr’s eyes widened. Her slit pupils
expanded, the only sign she wasn’t Purebred. “This world is made of violence.
We must repay it in kind sooner or later, boy. Denying it just shows your
weakness. A Purebreed should know that more than anyone.”
“In my tribe, we use subtler means of
defending ourselves.” Dalan tensed, trying to avoid revealing too much. “We
believe in the Ancient Teachings, which condone killing in only two cases. The
first is in defense of life. In this situation,” he gestured to the bodies, “mine.
Yesterday, yours.”
The fire’s heat plastered his pants against
his legs, and he took a step back. He hoped his bait would draw her thoughts
away.
“And the second reason? You said there were
two.”
“The second reason for killing?” Dalan
resisted a victorious smile. “Vengeance for life taken.” But his mirth faded.
Vengeance had led him to his first kill, a memory he tried not to think about.
“That makes no sense.” Nyr scuffed up sand
and collected it in a cup.
“Why not?” Dalan picked up his pack and slung
it over his shoulder.
“Because,” she said, pouring the sand over
the fire, “if they kill one of your friends, you can take vengeance on them,
right? What’s to stop them from taking vengeance right back? That’s how you
start blood feuds.”
“No vengeance for vengeance. Only the
elders can give permission to a person seeking vengeance for a family member’s
unjust murder.”
Her lips curved up in a smile. “Your tribe
is foolish. You and your people may follow those rules, but no one else will.
Your elders hold no sway over someone from a different tribe who seeks
retribution.” Reflected in her eyes, the final flames died. “It’s better to
stamp your enemies out, like we did tonight.”
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About Traci Loudin:
I'm Traci Loudin, author of The Last of the Ageless, a post-apocalyptic adventure set more than three centuries in the future. My books combine science fiction and fantasy elements into a blend of speculative fiction, often with a dash or two of action, adventure, and disasters at the end of the world, along with mutants, aliens, and telepathic shapeshifters.
I've always enjoyed reading about fantastic worlds and writing intriguing characters. As a young West Virginian, I looked forward to library trips with my mother and the evenings when my father read H.G. Wells to me. Nowadays, I spend my time exploring geeky topics and scientific findings on my blog, traciloudin.com
Though I'm a totally honest and completely law-abiding Capricorn, I like to imagine outrageous answers when people ask me innocuous questions like "Where are you from?" and "Where did you go to school?"
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