A few weeks ago, I introduced the concept for my new series, Bastia. The first book, titled Becoming Clissine, will come out on September 11th. In this book, we are introduced to a world where same-sex relationships are required by the totalitarian theocracy, and opposite-sex relationships are prosecuted by the church/state. Today’s snippet continues from last week’s peek at the prologue of Becoming Clissine. Clissa is brought before the Bastil, the governing body of Bastia, and charged with having a relationship with a boy. What makes this crime even worse? Clissa is the daughter of Lystel, one of the most prominent women in Bastia. The charge of heterosexuality is devastating enough, but that it comes from one of the premiere Houses of Bastia makes it nearly unbearable. Lystel and Methra, Clissa’s parents, are so ashamed that they don’t know where to look.
Clissa tossed her head back and squared her shoulders underneath the thick, rough cotton jumpsuit. She stared at one audience member after another, holding her face expressionless until each one turned away. They were used to seeing humble supplication. Even allowing for the arrogance of youth, Clissa’s lack of repentance must have been unnerving in its lack of precedence. She narrowed her eyes at a father who held his son in his lap. The son could not have been older than seven or eight, the age when Clissa had first been allowed to witness Bastil proceedings. How proud she had been, and what contempt she had shown the poor prisoner who was brought to court! Remembering that day, Clissa’s anger faltered.