Despite growing power of the forces of chaos, there is a glimmer of hope as Natharr realizes that there are also forces of order in play. It is made plain when he and his comrades escape the faceless realm and Natharr’s Sight is released. It reveals just how strongly the world needs the Guardian of Maarihk and the return of the legendary Knights of Ril to the land where Mankind was created. Racing for home unwittingly leads to unearthing an ancient force created by the Olde Gods, believed lost aeons past.
Meanwhile, Darshelle and the crown prince struggle to make the most of their lives without Natharr’s protection. Forced to make their own way, the fruit of Quiet One’s efforts comes fully to bear, as Nathan and his summoned companion reawaken the animus of the ancient wood. The ramifications are horrible and far-reaching, changing their world forever.
Targeted Age Group:: Adult
What Inspired You to Write Your Book?
I had a dream that stuck with me for weeks, just resurfacing over and over. I finally started working out a storyline around it. To get the same emotional response that I felt, though, took time. As a result, the most poignant moment in that recurring dream doesn't appear in book one.
How Did You Come up With Your Characters?
The kernel of the idea for Natharr came to me years ago. When I was an undergrad studying philosophy, I was fascinated by Socrates, who would go into a trance-like state, then emerge with new answers to questions. He called it being seized by the Daemon of Philosophy. Natharr has something similar in his makeup.
For Ellis, every fantasy series needs the wise advisor-type character. For Tolkien, it was a wizard. For Brooks, it was a druid. For Jordan, it was a female wizard. For Ellis, he is an engineer and a smith (and many other things), of the utmost caliber. In his own words, "I make sorcerous things."
"My eyes …." Iesha's voice snapped Natharr's attention to the right and he moved more quickly toward it, before another voice stopped him dead in his tracks.
"They see no more." The voice was incredibly deep and penetrated Natharr's frame to the core, freezing his every muscle into place. It was as heavy a bass as he had ever heard, clearly created by vocal cords more immense than trees. The sound alone made the very air vibrate with its power and, in turn, revived Natharr's urge to flee, but far more insistently.
Iesha said, "But you found me … at long last …."
Natharr shuddered, emerald eyes closing within the confines of the dawncloak. Sweat beaded his skin and ran down it in long tracks. He was not hot — the robe's mysteries made such a thing impossible — this was fear. Pure, unadulterated horror held him rapt, frozen solidly in place.
"Our daughter — she proved me right, darling. She did …." Iesha's voice became unintelligible again, only the tone clear as the words lost shape.
With an effort, Natharr took a deep breath and let it out. He forced himself to regain some semblance of control, although even that exhalation of breath shook —
"Who's there?" The voice boomed with such force and power that Natharr staggered backward several steps.
"Darling? What is it …?" Iesha asked but, if she said more, it was lost in the sound of something moving across the stone. It was a massive tread that shook the ground as something of monstrous weight crushed things beneath it. Far worse, it came right at Natharr. Breath coming in quick gasps, he could not get his limbs to move. He could smell the beast-god's overpowering musk, as well as the scent of something —
The slope of bones to the right exploded outward as the creature burst through. Natharr dove for cover, barely keeping from crying out, then he huddled in on himself in a crouch, covering his head with both hands. He pressed himself against the mountain of old bones, so many of them snapped, gouged by tooth and claw … then nothing. The only sound was that of hundreds — no, thousands! — of bones rolling down to the base of the chamber, dust and bits of grit rising into the air as the avalanche of bones closed the passage off to anything less than a giant far greater than any Firstborn. Steadily, even that sound subsided … then nothing more. Trembling, fighting for all that he was worth to control even that, Natharr listened, ears straining, sweat running down his body, expecting the next sound he heard to be that of monstrous jaws snapping shut on him, ending his life in a —
"… wrong, darling …?" came Iesha's voice, more distant. "… can't stand … where are you?"
The Guardian berated himself wordlessly. Rivulets of sweat ran down his cheeks to drip onto the inside of the dawncloak's hood. He was more than this. He had stood his ground against far more than any single beast — yet he could not even control his own trembling. I am no coward! he cried out wordlessly. What was wrong with him that he groveled there like a child, hands covering his head —
The realization was as horrifying as the creature's voice. He had not kept hold of his sword. His panic was so great that he had thought only of survival …. The thought died, fading like a last breath as the most dreaded of all realizations came upon him: he was unarmed. I will face it, he thought grimly, as much an order as a plea. In the back of his mind, he thought it strange that, in that moment of imminent death, he would finally win out against the trembling, that he would finally conquer the fear that had kept him rooted so solidly in place.
Natharr turned his head and gazed toward the cloud of dust that still filled the air … and something moved within it. The creature was bigger than anything he had ever seen with his own eyes, although details were lost in the fog of dust and mites. Its head was long and somewhat narrow, a crown of spikes atop it, reaching backward like hair being blown in high wind. The head was mounted atop a long, slender neck that bent and moved slowly, methodically, giving the hidden eyes different angles … searching ….
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