The Refuge Chronicles: The Taming

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“Tamed? What does that mean?”

Thutter’s words fell like music on the old mole’s ears. The tiny shrew had asked the very question that Patch had been longing to answer all night. “Ah, to be Tamed, my friend, is to be fully afraid with good fear. It is to fear the great Ellyon as the Code-Maker, the Ruach as the Code-Giver, and the mighty Uriel as the Code-Keeper. What’s more, to be Tamed means to be free from having to live by instinct alone. The Tamed are free to do what is right and good for the Refuge; they become true keepers of the Code and singers of a new song—the song of the Elders—the music of Ellyon!”

“So, does every creature need to be tamed? Do I need to be tamed, Patch?”

“Oh yes, Tut-Tut. For, you see, within all of us there lives a beast that needs Taming.”

A DIFFICULT CHILDHOODKrum2

Atticus Krum was born into a very loving family. However, he would face many difficulties as a child. His father would die in prison after being persecuted for his faith, forcing his mother to take her son and flee their homeland. Atticus would be orphaned by age 8.  A challenging childhood, it was a beginning that was anything but normal.

A CURIOUS CALLING

Nevertheless, it wasn’t until he turned 13 that Atticus began to realize just how abnormal the rest of his life would be, for that was when he realized he could do something that few others in this world could do. Now to most, the ability to sense the presence of a great tale residing within another would be highly treasured. But to Atticus, this rather unique gift—knownas fabulating—simply stood in the way of his future. Since the day he witnessed his father’s arrest, picking up the old man’s clerical mantle was the only thing that young Atticus dreamed of.

But the boy would eventually remember the many tales his parents had shared with him—tales of the Legendarium. He had heard of the ancient fabulators—those who had given their lives to gathering, chronicling, and securing these special stories. Now, this was his calling. And like the fabulators before him, his liife was sure to become that of a story-finder.

Of course, the tales of the Legendarium are in no way his stories, and yet in every way they are his stories to tell. They are the accounts of the fantastic, the unexplained, and the curiously delightful. They are the tales of the vitae essentia (essence of life). They are the stories of an amazingly wonderful Magic.

Some call them myths; others call them fantasies or fairy tales. But to those who can see the Magic behind them, they are nothing less than a source of faith, hope and love.

Atticus never intended on becoming a writer; he eventually came to realize, however, that Magic’s stories were meant to be shared. And so now he spends most of his time putting pen to paper to prepare the tales he’s collected for publishing.

NOWADAYS

When not writing, Atticus enjoys reading a good book, studying something from his vast map collection, or playing one of his many unique instruments such as the fluba, the trongos, or the clackamore.

Today, Atticus resides on a small farm in the Midwest with Albi, his albino ferret. He is visited occasionally by his good friend Fr. Tuck (not the one of Knottingham lore, of course) and travels only when absolutely necessary.

Atticus does not care to be photographed and almost never smiles. What’s more, he dresses exclusively in black.  Of course, he says that the latter is for simplicity sake, but those who know him are certain that he is just color blind.

Read more about The Taming and Atticus Krum.

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