Thursday, March 8, 2012


Let me set the scene for this blog and its future entries:

Suppose the epic odyssey Arimaspea was true? Written by poet and mystic Aristeas of Prokonnesus more than 2500 years ago, it's a fantastic account of people and places from the Dark Sea (Pontos Euxeinos) to the edge of the world.

In THE HOUNDS OF ZEUS, the year is 553 BC; the starting place, Babylon. Samir is an explorer—a merchant adventurer—with a singular ambition: to find the legendary Gryphon. However, a disastrous expedition into the mountains of Anatolia may have ended his wandering days. Then, a stranger arrives from Athens with an intriguing tale of an old manuscript, a lost expedition, and a fabulous treasure ripe for the taking. Restless and anxious to test himself against the world again, Samir cannot resist. With a rare map in hand, he crosses Mesopotamia, heading for the Dark Sea and picking up a band of fellow adventurers along the way. Striking out for the mysterious North, they enter the strange realms of the Arimaspea. Here they encounter the untamed Skythians, clash with the man-eating Androphagi and the wolf-like Neuri, and brave the wilds of Issedon, while seeking the mountains at the rim of the world—home of the god Boreas and the gold-guarding Gryphon

So, based on The Hounds of Zeus (working title was Gryphon Gold) we'll travel together via this blog, following Samir's odyssey from ancient Babylon to the far-flung regions of the mysterious North, into realms real and imagined peopled by barbarians and monsters.  We'll visit ancient haunted cities and legendary islands, discover vanished tribes and legendary places, and enter at last the god-haunted Rhipaion Mountains. The trip will be seasoned with history, lore and legends, tidbits of mythology, tales of the Black Sea, and so on.

So, welcome to the journey! I look forward to reading your thoughts, comments, or questions.

P. A. Peirson

They very soon came upon a Gryphon, lying fast asleep in the sun. (IF you don't know what a Gryphon is, look at the picture.)

“Up, lazy thing!” said the Queen, “and take this young lady to see the Mock Turtle, and to hear his history. I must go back and see after some executions I have ordered”; and she walked off, leaving Alice alone with the Gryphon. Alice did not quite like the look of the creature, but on the whole she thought it would be quite as safe to stay with it as to go after that savage Queen: so she waited.

(Alice in Wonderland by Lewis Carroll)

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