The Path of Iro [NOOK Book]

Overview

Following his heart, young Chulu finds his way to a grand temple, where the followers of the Path of Iro use their bodies to praise the gods. They make their prayers with their earthly forms, decorating them and loving with them. Chulu's pilgrimage leads him to the Ivory Shard, where his new master, Pandreas, awaits him. Through a series of stories passed from master to noviate, Chulu learns about the different shards, or sects, who follow the path of Iro, some with great passion, some with violence. Has Chulu ...
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The Path of Iro

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Overview

Following his heart, young Chulu finds his way to a grand temple, where the followers of the Path of Iro use their bodies to praise the gods. They make their prayers with their earthly forms, decorating them and loving with them. Chulu's pilgrimage leads him to the Ivory Shard, where his new master, Pandreas, awaits him. Through a series of stories passed from master to noviate, Chulu learns about the different shards, or sects, who follow the path of Iro, some with great passion, some with violence. Has Chulu truly found where he belongs? Join him as he learns this whole new world of sensuality, sex, and love.
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Product Details

  • BN ID: 2940000105252
  • Publisher: Torquere Press
  • Publication date: 11/8/2006
  • Sold by: Barnes & Noble
  • Format: eBook
  • File size: 455 KB

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Chulu's Path

Chulu walked along the path he had been following for days. He was tired--his feet were sore from walking and walking and he'd abandoned his shoes a few days ago, the forest floor cool and right beneath his soles.

It wasn't so much a path as a feeling that he was traveling the right way, and though the trees and bushes closed in around him from all directions, as long as he followed the path that felt right, they seemed to part in front of him, to let him through.

He was on his way to the temple of the followers of the Path of Iro.

He didn't have a map or directions to follow, he just ... he just knew. His feet found their own way. Each step had been more sure since he'd taken off his shoes, too.

The sun shone through the leaves, dappling the ground, casting living shadows on the simple white tunic he wore. He carried nothing with him, feeling in his heart that he was expected to arrive at the temple with all his baggage left behind. And surely enough, when he grew hungry he found berries and tubers. When he was thirsty, it did not take long before a stream or pond crossed his path.

Chulu continued on for several more days, his tiredness leaving him as each evening found him curled upon a moss-covered rock or in the lee of a low-branched tree, sleeping soundly.

A part of him wondered if he would walk forever, following the path in his heart until his days were over. He was less distressed by the thought than he had imagined he would be.

When he arrived at the temple, it was without warning, so sudden it was most startling.

The temple sprawled in a clearing at the base of a mountain, thebuildings low and simply decorated in nine different colors. A large field bordered it on the right, several men working in it, tilling and picking, filling large woven baskets.

Chulu continued on, going straight to the clean, simple ivory building. This was the right one. He was sure. How he was sure, he did not know, but his instincts had been correct as to which path to travel to find the temple, so he continued to trust them.

There was a small gong on the door and Chulu picked up the clangor that hung from it, hitting the gong timidly. It made a soft noise that seemed to expand in the air, growing slowly louder.

The slender round in the door slowly opened, a young, pale man in a homespun tunic standing in it smiling, nodding. "Welcome to the Ivory Shard, traveler."

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 3, 2014

    Caged

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    Yush! Another fanfiction!
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    I woke up to the sound of a crying young child. I looked to my left. To my right. Nothing. I felt my surroundings. Cold medal. Cold medal bars. Hallucinations? On impulse, I frantically yelled for my parents. I mean, what else could a 10 year old do? 'I'm in a cage?!' I though, my purple eyes seeing nothing but darkness. I sigh heavily, but settled down, finally seeing that there was no escape from this impulsive confine.

    --5 hours later--

    A cold hand seized my small, bony arm and shook it. "Wake up, kid. Time to test you." Said a gruff, yet somewhat kind voice.

    I looked up and saw a pair of dark brown eyes through my already groggy eyes. Remembering were I was, I snatched my arm away from the tight grasp and whimpered. "W-what do you want? What am I doing here? I'm a child!"

    The man, who looked like he was in his 20's, shook his head and reached for my arm again. "Come," He said. "You need to test. We didn't pick you for no reason. You must have some kind of special ability."

    I narrowed my eyes. "I. Have. No. Special. Ability, you idiot! And can you not touch me?" I spat, seething. "At least tell me why and where I'm going."

    The man sighed but told me, anyway. "Your in the ISC. The Institute of Special Children. And you need to test. We need to know your ability. Welcome, Gravne."

    My eyes widened. "You know my last name?!" I shook my head and asked the question I was more concerned about. "There are more of us? Of children I mean." I was quite disgusted, actually. They kidnapped children because they thought they were special? What in the world?!

    The man smiled a crooked smile. "Of course. Except; your the main one. Your going to lead us all. Lead us all in the revolution against the government."

    ---Caged---
    ((How was it?))


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