The Dragon and the Lotus (Chimera #1)

by Joseph Robert Lewis

  Mandana – Fiction: A village in Rajasthan. Fact: Same.

  Mandrake – Fiction: A small tree that can absorb a variety of materials from the environment, such as oil, milk, or blood, to make different helpful or harmful products. Fact: The mandrake root is poisonous and associated with several European and Middle Eastern myths, including the story that when the mandrake is pulled from the earth it will scream and thus kill the person pulling it.

  Marrakesh – Fiction: A country on the western coast of North Ifrica and the most technologically advanced nation in the world. Originally a matriarchal society descended from the Kel Tamasheq, Marrakesh has been invaded and settled countless times by peoples from all over the Middle Sea region and is now home to many ethnic groups, languages, and sub-cultures. Fact: This location corresponds with the modern nation of Morocco, which is called “Marrakesh” in Persian and Urdu.

  Mazdan Temple – Fiction: The state religion of the Empire of Eran and many other nations. A monotheistic religion derived from numerous ancient texts and prophets, and strongly emphasizing the concept of Good (the creator God) versus Evil (the devil or destroyer God). Fact: The state religion of ancient Persia was Zoroastrianism, a monotheistic religion founded by the prophet Zoroaster about three thousand years ago. This religion recognized a supremely good creator God called Ahura Mazda and an evil force called Angra Mainyu. There are about two hundred thousand members of this religion today.

  Mazigh – Fiction: A person from or the language of Marrakesh. Fact: The Amazigh people live in numerous North African countries today. They are also known as Berbers.

  Mewar – Fiction: A southern region of Rajasthan. Fact: Same.

  Middle Sea – Fiction: A large body of water bordered by Europa to the north, Ifrica to the south, and Asia to the east. Fact: A real location, the Mediterranean Sea. Mediterranean means middle of the earth.

  Ming Empire – Fiction: A vast empire at the eastern edge of the Asian continent. Fact: Corresponds to modern China. During the Ming dynasty, China was called the Empire of the Great Ming.

  Mongoose – Fiction: A small and agile mammal similar to a weasel with a strong natural resistance to most forms of venom. Fact: Same. Recent studies have found that the mongoose lacks the common mammal chemical receptor that is vulnerable to most venom. Thus, the mongoose is in fact naturally resistant to most venom.

  Nadira – Fiction: A Mazdan nun from Damascus who was made immortal by Bashir two thousand years ago. She was taught the science of aether, but renounced her studies after five hundred years to become a warrior and protector of Damascus. Fact: The Persian name Nadira means rare.

  Naveen – Fiction: A boy living in eastern India with his father. Fact: The Sanskrit name Naveen means new.

  Nippon – Fiction: An island nation to the east of Ming (China). Fact: Same. Nippon is the formal Japanese name for Japan.

  Niraj – Fiction: A young trapper in Rajasthan who lived with his wife’s family in the mountains. Fact: The Sanskrit name Niraj means illuminate.

  Nirvana – Fiction: An Indian/Buddhist concept. The state of being free from suffering. Fact: Same.

  Nisha – Fiction: A woman living by a lake in eastern India. Fact: The Sanskrit name Nisha means night.

  Omar – Fiction: A senior leader of the Sons of Osiris from Aegyptus, in charge of local affairs within the city of Alexandria. A trainer of assassins and operatives. A scholar searching for sun-steel, and for information about it. He disappeared several years ago while searching for new sources of sun-steel. Fact: The Arabic name Omar means long-lived.

  Palash – Fiction: A type of tree with orange flowers. Also called the flame of the forest. Fact: Same.

  Persia – See Eran.

  Pratap Singh – Fiction: A Rajput warrior prince, and the current king (maharana) of Rajasthan. Fact: Maharana Pratap ruled over Mewar (located in modern Rajasthan) during the sixteenth century. He was the only Rajput lord to defy the Mughal invaders led by Akbar. After thirty years of guerilla warfare, he succeeded in freeing most of Mewar.

  Priya – Fiction: A Buddhist nun from Kolkata who was forced to flee for her life when the monks drove out the nuns. Fact: The Sanskrit name Priya means beloved. Buddhist nuns adopt the same appearance (robes and shaved heads) as monks, and have similar rights and privileges. However, nuns were/are often discriminated against by non-Buddhists as well as Buddhists in various ways, ranging from systemic disrespect to physical violence.

  Qilin – Fiction: A small species of dragon native to Ming. Adults grow to be the size of tigers and have horse-like hooves, scaled bodies, and a single horn on their heads. This horn has curative properties. The tears of the qilin contain a slow-acting and painful poison. Fact: The qilin is a mythical creature in China, Japan, and other Asian cultures. It is described as a dragon with the features of tigers, fish, deer, and other animals. Sometimes called the Chinese unicorn.

  Rajasthan – Fiction: A nation on the far western border of the Empire of Eran, near India. Fact: Rajasthan is the largest state in the Republic of India.

  Rajput – Fiction: A dominant military clan in northwestern India and Rajasthan. Fact: Same.

  Rama – Fiction: A man living by a lake in eastern India. Fact: The Sanskrit name Rama means pleasing.

  Rus – Fiction: A large, sparsely populated country to the northeast of Europa. Fact: There was a group of Swedish Viking explorers called the Rus people who settled Eastern Europe. Their culture may or may not have influenced the Russian nation, but the name did stick. Rus is pronounced roose, like moose.

  Sangha – Fiction: The community of ordained Buddhist monks and nuns. Fact: Same.

  Sangram Singh – Fiction: A Mewar prince and grandfather of Pratap Singh. Fact: Also known as Rana Sanga, he united the Rajput peoples and repelled many foreign invaders in the early sixteenth century, suffering countless injuries but always treating his defeated foes with honor and generosity. He was ultimately defeated by the Mughal ruler Babur, who used artillery.

  Sari – Fiction: A common and popular garment for women in India, consisting of a single piece of fabric wrapped and draped around the body in various styles, colors, and accessories, and sometimes worn with other clothing such as blouses. Fact: Same.

  Sati – Fiction: A widow living outside the village of Kasar in Rajasthan. Fact: The Sanskrit name Sati means faithful or true.

  Sebek – Fiction: A senior member of the Sons of Osiris currently overseeing the construction of the eastern portion of the Trans-Eranian Railway. Fact: Also called Sobek, he was the ancient Egyptian god of crocodiles and the military, and was depicted as a man with a crocodile head.

  Seireiken – Fiction: A sword made of sun-steel and designed by Nipponese sword smiths. It is a short sword with a straight blade and a single edge, modeled on the katana. As the blade is used to kill, the sun-steel absorbs the souls of the slain, which makes the sword hotter and stronger. It also allows the wielder to communicate with the souls of the slain, to acquire their knowledge and skills. Because of the high heat of the blade, it requires a special ceramic scabbard and handle. Fact: The Japanese word seirei means spirit and the word ken means sword.

  Sherwani – Fiction: A popular garment among noblemen in India, this long jacket is often worn on formal occasions. Unlike western jackets, it has no lapels and the collar does not fold down. Fact: Same.

  Shiva – Fiction: The Indian (Hindu) god of destruction. One of the three principal deities of India, alongside Brahma and Vishnu. Fact: Same.

  Sloth bear – Fiction: A species of Indian bear with a lean body, shaggy black fur, and a white chevron across its chest. Its diet normally consists of insects and fruits. Fact: Same.

  Sons of Osiris – Fiction: Members of the Temple of Osiris. A secret society based in Alexandria, Aegyptus. The organization manipulates trade, politics, and crime to control entire empires. Some members seek wealth and power. Others seek arcane knowledge. Related to the Temple of Amaterasu in Nippon, where the society originated. Fact:
Osiris is the ancient Egyptian god of the dead. Amaterasu is the ancient Japanese goddess of the sun.

  Soul-breaking – Fiction: The art and science of splitting the soul of a living person or animal into two portions. The soul portions naturally try to re-join in their original body, but the separated portion can be contained in a sun-steel object or another living creature. This practice can imbue both the original host and the possessed host with the characteristics of the other. Fact: None.

  Sunsnake – Fiction: A small black snake with a unique defense mechanism. It can temporarily blind its attacker with a flash of light from its scales, which also triggers euphoria and hallucinations. Fact: None.

  Sun-steel – Fiction: A rare metal that absorbs aether as well as souls. The addition of souls makes the metal hotter, but does not melt it. It appears red-gold, similar to copper. Ancient people saw the metal fall from the sky and believe that it fell from the sun. Fact: None.

  Sutra – Fiction: A Hindu or Buddhist aphorism or scripture. Fact: Same.

  Syria – Fiction: One of the provinces of the Empire of Eran located on the eastern coast of the Middle Sea. Fact: This location corresponds with the modern nation of Syria.

  Talwar – Fiction: An Indian curved sword (saber). Fact: Same.

  Tesiphon – Fiction: An ancient ruined city in central Babylonia, a province of the Empire of Eran. Fact: Ctesiphon was a capital city of the early Persian empires and its ruins are located near modern Baghdad.

  Thyme – Fiction: An herb common to the Middle Sea region with several medicinal properties, including as an antiseptic, mouthwash, and cure for respiratory infections. Fact: Same.

  Tisarana – Fiction: Also called the Three Jewels, the tisarana are the three things that Buddhists take refuge in: the Buddha, the Dharma, and the Sangha. Fact: Same.

  Tyre – Fiction: A wealthy sea port on the eastern coast of the Middle Sea. Fact: This ancient Phoenician city is located in modern Lebanon.

  Vina – Fiction: The dead wife of Rama, a fisherman living in eastern India. Fact: The Sanskrit name Vina means lute.

  Vishnu – Fiction: The Indian (Hindu) god of preservation. One of the three principal deities of India, alongside Brahma and Shiva. Fact: Same.

  Yen – Fiction: The original name of the city Kathmandu used by the indigenous Newar people. Fact: Same.

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  The Burning Sky

  Halcyon, Book One

  Chapter 1. Taziri

  “Once more around the Middle Sea!” Taziri swept up her tiny daughter and carried her around the dining room, through the kitchen, and back again. Menna giggled and waved her chubby arms. After several minutes of dashing around the house, Taziri gently crashed her baby onto a pile of cushions in the corner of the dining room. “And back home to Marrakesh!” Taziri groaned as she straightened up and rubbed her back. “She’s getting heavy.”

  Yuba finished setting the table. “You always say that when you come back. You know, she’ll be walking soon,” he said quietly.

  “Time flies.” She stroked Menna’s cheek. Time flies, Menna grows, and you, Yuba, what about you? What’s happening to you? His once glorious mane was gone, shaved during her last trip as yet another surprise to come home to. They were all doing that now, everywhere she went. The men were changing. Some things were small, like the shaved heads. Other things were more troubling, like their missing veils.

  Yuba paused in the doorway. “I went by the university again this morning. My work is backing up. Trees to move, gardens to plant, and a new fountain to build. They asked when I’ll be back full time, again, but I think they’re just going to replace me soon.”

  Taziri sighed. Please, Yuba. Just one evening together as a family without an argument. She said, “I told you, as long as I’m a flight officer, I don’t get to decide my schedule. I’m sorry, but you might just have to let that job go, at least until Menna’s older.”

  As Yuba came back into the dining room with the steaming tajine, a booming detonation thundered through the house. Plates and glasses crashed to the floor. Lights flickered. Neighbors screamed. Taziri held her baby girl close to her chest as she knelt down under the dining room table. The ground shuddered again. “Yuba, down here!”

  He ducked down beside her and together they huddled around their crying child, listening to the muffled sounds of frightened children and frantic parents in nearby houses. After a moment, Yuba leaned back and surveyed the room, one hand absently stroking his daughter’s hair. “I think it stopped.”

  Taziri ran to the front door and looked outside. Uphill to her right she saw townhouses huddled close to the street, their pale brick faces painted red by the setting sun. Spidery cracks lined most of the windows and many nervous faces poked out through open doorways. Above the homes rose the temple and the slender towers of the governor’s mansion gazing out over the city of Tingis. Downhill to her left, Taziri saw the evening sky filling with black smoke rising from the long arching hangars beside the railway station.

  “It’s the airships!” Taziri dashed back into the house and knelt by her husband. “Are you all right? Yes? Let me see her. She seems fine. Just let me look at her. I think she’s fine. Right, Yuba, listen, I need to get down there. If the fire spreads…”

  “I know.” He avoided her eyes. “Go on. We’re fine here.”

  “Just let me get this.” She grabbed the bottom half of a broken glass and began gathering up the smaller shards into it.

  Yuba raised an eyebrow. “I said go.”

  “You’re sure?” She set the glass on the table.

  “Yes.” He stood, their teary-eyed baby on his hip. He cleared his throat and she thought he was going to say something, but then he frowned and turned away. “Go do what you need to do. We’re fine here.”

  She kissed them both. “I love you.”

  “I know.” Yuba carried Menna back to the bedroom.

  Taziri snatched her jacket from its hook by the door and struggled into it as she bolted down the stone-paved street, her steel-toed boots pounding out the rhythm of her strides. She passed men in blue shirts and women in red and green dresses standing in doorways, all gazing down the hill at the angry blaze vomiting a column of smoke into the sky. Some people moved slowly down the street, some even jogged after Taziri, but none kept pace with her.

  At the next intersection, she dashed around a motionless trolley filled with gawkers. The electric cables overhead hummed their last faint hums of the evening as the sun vanished, taking their power with it. A tired old siren wailed in the distance and somewhere behind her a bell was ringing. More people were standing in the road now shouting about water and hoses, arguing about pumps and buckets. She ran past them all.

  Houses gave way to shops, which gave way to warehouses. Rooftops covered in solar sheets and heavy wires glinted dully in the fading light, and windmills of all shapes and sizes rattled and creaked as they choked on winds laced with smoke and peppered with ash. She almost didn’t see the two homeless men lying in the shadows near an alleyway entrance, and she vaulted over them to avoid tripping and falling. Taziri ran faster, she ran until her lungs burned and her legs burned, and then she was through the gates of the airfield where the air itself burned, clawing at her throat and stinging her eyes.

  “My God.”

  The field danced with yellow and white flames that rippled and roared as the cool sea breezes swept up the hillside. To her left, the shapes of the train station platform and clock tower stood black against the purpling sky. Smoke and steam billowed ever upward all around her while glowing cinders fluttered down over the grassy field, swirling on the hot winds. Slowing to a walk, Taziri yanked her flight cap from the strap on her shoulder, pulled the padded headgear tight over her head, and wound her dangling blue scarf across her mouth and nose. She lowered the circular lenses of her flight goggles over her eyes and scanned the area. “Hello! Is there anyone here? Hello!”

  Three massive hangars stood before her, built wall to wall. The
flames and smoke danced and growled somewhere farther down the row, perhaps on the second or third building. As she entered the first hangar, Taziri plunged into a darkness broken only by the dull orange glow prying through the cracks in the wall, bleeding around the windows and doorframes. Even in the shadows, she could clearly see every line and curve of her airship Halcyon filling the chamber. For a moment she paused, staring up at the long gas envelope above and feeling the waves of heat rolling through the hangar.

  “Taziri?”

  “Ma’am?” She turned with a start to see a woman wearing an aviator’s orange jacket and goggles identical to her own. Taziri had barely heard her over the growling and roaring of the fire. “Captain?”

  “You got here fast.” Isoke Geroubi pushed her goggles up to her forehead. “What happened?”

  “Maybe it’s the Crake?” Taziri pointed to the door to the next hangar and they both approached it cautiously as the sounds of falling debris echoed beyond the wall. “No, it’s probably the Grebe. They were due in at sunset. Something must have happened when they landed. A crash. Look, the sprinklers aren’t working! And the fire brigade is taking its damn time. Where’s the ground crew? We need to keep the fire from spreading in here. If we open the hangar doors to cool the chamber, the wind could fan the flames. But once the temperature of the air in here gets high enough, the seals on the Halcyon’s envelope will crack apart anyway and then, well, boom.”

  Isoke grinned. “You engineers are all pessimists, you know that?”

  In the distance, something metallic keened and crashed to the ground.

  “Yes, ma’am. I suppose you just want to fly Halcyon out of here?” Taziri coughed into her scarf. “I wish you could, but no one could control an airship with all this heat and wind, not even you.”

  Isoke winked at her. “Life is full of small challenges.”

  “If the fire brigade is on strike—”

  “Firefighters can’t go on strike. Not legally, anyway.” Isoke slowly crossed the Halcyon’s hangar, her eyes darting all about. “One thing at a time. First, let’s see how bad it really is.”