Three sisters walk different paths in search of the origins of their technology driven race.
A planet slowly rotates, one side perpetual sunlight the other perpetual darkness - a desert of rock and a wasteland of ice.
Between these two hostile environments lies the divide, a verdant, habitable strip that moves almost imperceptibly.
The city of Skala, the seat of humanity’s high council, is slipping inexorably west from the divide into the harsh desert of Hellinar and to its death.
Over 1000km east, at the cusp of the icy Ayon Tundra another city is on the verge of its birth, created with the aid of two ancient artificial intelligence cores.
Politics and ambition run rife when one of the cores goes missing, without a trace. This starts a series of revealing events that hint at something rotten, and deeply linked to the founding of the new city everyone will soon call home.
Katherine Kane, an engineer, field scientist and the individual who discovered the only remaining core is thrust into a limelight she neither asked or wished for.
The loss of the core can’t be kept under wraps forever - soon a plan is put into place - forcing the rapid completion of a state of the art, one of a kind exploratory vehicle that may be the only hope of confirming the fate of the missing core.
Trinity is a story of family, forgotten history, advancing technology and a twisting series of events that lead a collection of rich characters on interconnecting paths to re-discover the truth about their small, isolationist civilisation - and something far bigger than any of them could have imagined…
Ayon Research Facility, Eastern District, Skala City.
She hit the glass again with the ball of her hand and this time it cracked. Ignoring the pain, Myra smashed at the emergency panel until the painted floor was scattered with bloody shards. Fighting hyperventilation, she picked out the larger remnants with her fingertips, not caring if she cut herself, then slammed down onto the alarm button. Abruptly the faint echoes of the starkly illuminated corridor were drowned in a cacophony of sound. Over the piercing siren she heard the explosive discharge of Freon gas as it dowsed the inside of the chamber behind her. The white lights blinked out, replaced by a violent confusion of spinning amber that flared from high on the walls. Pawls of the sweet smelling vapour were caught in the light as they rolled past the armoured door and over the debris at her feet before stretching into taught wisps that rushed up into an extractor grate above her.
Myra staggered to the wall, pulled towards it as if by gravity. As her temple hit the cold surface with a dull thud she slapped an anguished hand against the white brickwork leaving a dark, bloodied ark as it dropped. Her eyes stung and she became aware her face had involuntarily contorted. She forced herself to focus, looking down the long passage to the door at the far end. Externally mounted pneumatic locks were slid hard into their keepers telling her the hermetic seal was still inflated and that the room beyond remained secure. She let her eyes close momentarily and on opening them found her view obscured by the dark form of a woman running towards her. In the strobing light she saw both resolve and disbelief writ clear across her face. Myra began to crumple as the figure reached her, breaking her fall as the world faded from the maelstrom of confusion and panic. Time passed.
Saturday, 27 April 2019
Writing with conviction about a given, if imaginary setting, is essential. So it was that Patrick found himself on a flight to northern Finland to frame the borderlands of Ayon, the dark, icy wastelands to the east of the Divide.
I’d done a handful of winters living in Detroit in my early twenties and been back since, but such an urban setting didn’t lend itself to the borderlands of Ayon…
The Western District
Tuesday, 16 April 2019
Skala’s western district plays a major role early in the story. It’s older and less municipal that the Central District, more a home to office blocks and middle-income residential dwellings. It’s also home to some of the locations described or mentioned in early chapters.
A once grand, now more aging warrior, Hellinar Research is home to the formidable Councillor…
Skala is growing....
Monday, 25 March 2019
Working hard on the model of Skala City. This view is from west to east. More to come in the coming weeks....
Patrick & David on the BBC
Thursday, 21 March 2019
Patrick and David talk Trinity with John Griff on BBC radio last Sunday. Listen from 2:13. http://www.bbc.co.uk/sounds/play/p070qldg
Thursday, 28 February 2019
If you’ve spotted the bracketed ring of circles and wondered what it means, we’ll explain. The icon was born out of our conversations about Skala’s Council and the Privy Council within it. The Privy Council is composed of the Matriarch, a titular head of state, and eight members split between the affairs concerning Hellinar and those of Ayon. The brackets represent the outer council, the gap between…
Mk8 Ice Runner
Sunday, 24 February 2019
The first vehicle Patrick drew for Trinity was the MK8 'Ice Runner', a six wheeled, 2 crew rapid exploration vehicle. The Ice runner is principally used by Ayon Research, the council department responsible for anything east of the Divide, including construction of humanity's new city - Aya. It's designed for uneven terrain and easy maintenance hence the external dampers.
The concept for the Ice…
Saturday, 23 February 2019
So how does it work? The underpinning idea of the slow turning planet was David's and really drives the story all the way through. It's quite interesting to consider what impact that would have on a population. No night, working shifts all very different to what we understand, meaning people are reliant on legislation to tell them when to sleep. With only a 1000km wide habitable strip of land, it…
Welcome to Skala
Wednesday, 20 February 2019
Trinity is set in the fictional city of Skala, the 'Dying City'. Situated on the fringe of the Divide, a habitable strip of land that moves 3km a year with the planets slow rotation it's slipping into the western Hellinar Desert. It's a diverse place - the wealthy massing in the modern glass towers of the cooler Eastern district while bureaucracy and corruption infects the Central District seat…
These people are helping to fund Trinity.