YA Steampunk/Mythology (Mythpunk)
One Night –
A Masquerade under a sky stamped with the silhouettes of airships.
Two Races –
Olympians and Titans living in the automaton luxury of steam technology.
Three Fates –
Who impose the death penalty on interracial relations.
Four Oracles –
Give an Olympian girl and a Titan boy a prophecy.
As a punishment for The Great War between the Titans and Olympians eons ago, the Fates laid down strict segregation laws between the two races that hold fast in this era of airships and glistening automaton cities. When an undeniable attraction transcends the masks and anonymity of the annual Masquerade, eighteen-year-old Titan Lucas Vassallo must make a brutal decision – sacrifice everything for the enticing Olympian Pandora Rines, or submit to the age-old laws no one questions. In the midst of a world taut under the strain of segregation, their defiance of the Fates may cost them their lives.
First 150 Words:
I can say when I first saw her, my breath left me in a whoosh, but that was only because at the same moment, a meaty elbow drove into my gut. A series of curses in the old language flew out of my mouth while I stumbled to one side. A twinge ran up my left leg when I straightened to the laughing eyes of my best friend, Tiro.
"Gods, man, you can say hi like normal people." I punched him in the arm.
Tiro laughed. "Aw, Lucas, all in good fun. 'Sides, you were a little distracted. Spot something tasty?" He slung a mammoth forearm around my neck, his attention on the dance floor below.
I skimmed the crowd, hoping to catch a glimpse of the girl with the multi-colored hair again, but she was lost in the mass of people. "Nah, just enjoying the view."
"And what a view it is."