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WHAT IS THE BURIED GODDESS SAGA?
That’s a great question. One that took us one million words to answer.
In 2017, Rhett and I embarked on a journey we’d never expected. From a hasty note scribbled in the middle of the night, a massive, epic series was born.
Miles Filcher is a thief with nothing to prove. He has succeeded in performing every great feat there is.
One night, at the Twilight Manor, he is bragging, and is challenged.
“Nothing you’ve ever done means shog until you’ve stolen from the yigging King.”
Names may have changed—Miles Filcher, a total uninspired name becoming Whitney Fierstown—but the heart of the story remains, even so much so that both of the famous swear words, shog and yigging, were used in the earliest writings.
Whitney was soon accompanied by Torsten and Sora in a grand adventure to destroy Bliss, the Spider Queen.
Little did they know, an even greater threat was rising in the south.
Enter… Muskigo.
He came in like a rushing storm, laid waste, and introduced us to a culture unlike any other.
It wasn’t long before the world fully developed. From a crude map, to one a little less crude, to one glorious map from the wonderful artist and cartographer Bret Duley.
If you’ve traveled Pantego with us, you know that the lore and cultures are deep and rich—but it all started with…
YARRINGTON…
And of course, her Queen, the beautiful Oleander.
When we started this thing, we had no idea it was going to carry us through six books, three years, one million words, over a hundred hours of audiobooks, and through the lives of almost one hundred named characters. We certainly didn’t expect the world to fall in love with a vampire named Kazimir.
But why shouldn’t they? Look at him, doesn’t he make you swoon?
And how about Mahraveh?
No one expected Mahi’s story to develop like it did, not even us. But we are so thrilled by it.
The Black Sands—or Shesaitju—culture began as a mixture of Jamaican and Middle Eastern but became so much more. From their luminescent nigh’jels to the Zhulong, the world just breathes steadily as if it had been there for a million years and it’ll stand a million more.
And then, what about
NESILIA?
The Buried Goddess herself? Is she real? What does she want? And what then of the other gods and goddesses?
If you haven’t read the Buried Goddess Saga, now is the time. If you have… thank you, Shieldsmen and Shieldswomen for your service.
We hope to see you in our world, and hope even more that you’ll one day call it yours too.
— Jaime castle & Rhett c. bruno
