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A woman abandons her newborn at a motel in the back of beyond. Adin grows up unloved, bullied, and no one remembers him. He doesn’t exist. Until he sees a poster for a missing girl on a lamppost. There is an instant connection to little Sunflower, kidnapped for ransom, only to disappear after the money is paid. He exists because he must find her. Alone, he searches, a journey that takes him into the wild places, meeting along the way some interesting characters.

A mist-ridden hill on an empty plain conceals an abyss able to swallow worlds, and is discovered in a place forbidden to all. Ancient beings and shadowy spheres of influence tell a new tale of what was and what is. While objects of power come forth to manipulate and threaten, among them the mighty Valleur Throne, the swords called Lumin, Catharsis, and Nemesis, the true connection is the Maghdim Medaillon, a magical device thought forever lost. Realms entwine when slim fingers one day find the golden coin hidden in a sterile desert.

As the Warlock Tymall steps up his murderous campaign against his kin, the Vallas, Torrullin vanishes into a realm created by dreams and need. Paramount is his search for the means to end his son’s reign of terror, and the answer no longer lies in reality. He will suffer the labyrinth of his soul and negotiate the marker stones of his past.

The real truth about the Valleur through the ages is uncovered when exploiters delve the green hills of Echolone for gold. After an ancient door is discovered in the bowels of the earth, it serves to unmask the hidden power Elianas carries within, a power that places him on the same pedestal Torrullin, as Elixir, already inhabits.

Torrullin’s sanctuary is invaded by a desperate call through the spaces. Someone has stolen the Xenian seer, Lowen Dalrish, and he suspects it is Agnimus, the draithen, who nearly annihilated his world and then vanished without a trace. Meanwhile three Valla heirs await the rising of the Valleur Throne; only one will be chosen as Vallorin. When a prophecy is uncovered about Three Kingdoms and rumors of an army secretly building to prevent it, Torrullin realizes the three heirs to the throne are in danger, for the warmongers believe he will carve out Three Kingdoms.

 The first chapter of the Bible's first book lays the foundation for all that follows about who God is and what God is like. Our technology-age fascination with the science of origins, however, can blind us to issues of great importance that don't address our culturally conditioned questions.  

According to legend, a paradise awaits across the plains, a sanctuary that has survived every impact and every battle. Known as Arc, it is a place of isolation, a place to restart civilisation. A fireball grows ever larger in the skies and ancient enemies wing through the spaces; the world Massin is the gathering place for every omen of disaster. Every resident soul faces a choice.

From the realms of prophecy and reincarnation to the reality of ancient dragons, feathered magicians, and Darak Ors, from dreams to the scrying bowl, from thrones to forest clearings, this epic sci-fi/fantasy omnibus edition journeys through, and finely weaves, fact, and fantasy. Part One includes The Kallanon Scales, and The Nemisin Star. A city of stone is discovered in a place forbidden to all. An ancient map leads them there and it changes the future. Ancient kingdoms are exposed, as well as shadowy spheres of influence.

At the End is an insight taken from FingerNale Tales, and tells the story of a woman looking back over the years of her life.

There are eyes on its wings. Many have this subterfuge somewhere upon them, out there in the wilds, and, therefore, the concept is not exactly strange. Used to fool predators, it is an effective tool of disguise. But this is not a creature of the wilds. What is this winged wonder?

The town of Flarant is abandoned to its fate, year after year. Year after year, the people of Flarant lose their children to the ghosts and ghouls on All Hallows Eve. They cannot flee. They are beyond all hope. And then a stranger enters the town in the days leading up to the event. This year, there is difference in the air. This year, the children are not alone.

It’s a hot day in Cape Town, but a woman holds the vigil at a window overlooking the beach. She has repeatedly dreamed of a sailing boat, a lost soul perhaps, entering upon silver streaks on the water. Is this merely dreaming or, as she believes, a vision? She will watch, she will give it this one day and night, and then go on with her life, and waiting with her is Barney, her beloved dog, and Fantasy, her snooty cat. Man, a girl and her fur babies get hungry while waiting for something to happen, and yet her instincts keep her there...watching...waiting....

Two thousand years have passed since the epic explosion of the Valleur Throne. After employing the golden seat as a weapon, Torrullin enters the invisible realms and drags the Darak Or with him, thereby gifting the universe a time of unprecedented peace. Now, there are multiple signs of approaching doom.

What does a girl do when the fantastical creatures she creates for a charm bracelet come to life? Emily questions her sanity when a troll lifts his mace and a wizard defends with his staff and hightails it out of her studio. When her dad phones the next morning to say he’s coming over, she is beyond relieved.

First lockdown has ended and classes are about to resume, but nothing is as it was. Leanne regards her studies as outdated for an utterly changed world, and decides to do something to help others instead. Her friend Alex has a plane and he is so in when she suggests volunteering in Morocco, and will fly them there. Soon, the sky above and the sands of the Sahara below will tell their tale.

Alyria is sleepless in humidity, her thoughts in turmoil. Going to her studio to paint, she discovers that someone has broken in and stolen her art, and the thief may still be in the house. Brandishing a paintbrush as weapon, she prepares to defend herself....

Valarians prepare for winter. Many died in summer, more will succumb to the cold. Only the heat of hope sustains them now. While waiting for the opportune time to strike, Margus secretly begins a different kind of campaign: soul-snatching. He rebuilds his army with the souls of Valaris. Waiting for Margus to reveal his game plan, Torrullin steps blindly into Vannis’ final prophecy.

Margus and Torrullin are two faces on the same coin. No matter how opposite they are, they remain equal, except Margus has no qualms in using Torrullin's twin sons against him; an agenda he knows causes his enemy suffering. Tymall is the dark twin, whereas Tristamil is the light. To negate their destiny, desperately seeking release from their symbiosis, they must fight until only one remains standing.

In a society that could be ours, or not, in a time that was, or not, there hunkers a stone castle. Inside is Bronwyn, a woman ruined, a woman with a wooden leg. She has a tarot deck able to manipulate destiny, and a list of names. Her time for payback has now come. Somewhere in the cold dark halls another stalks in stealth, cloak swirling, stripped of life, a man who waves crystals over a scarred table, binding each name to an attention-seeking card. Zanderin will play this game, for he, too, seeks something.

From the cesspool of Silas Island into the underworld of Two Town, the battle for Valaris continues. As epic storms batter the continent, men, women, and children succumb to soltakin touch and darkling blade. It is time to unveil the hidden half-race from under the sands of the Vall Peninsula; Valaris needs soldiers as much as she needs hope. It is time, also, to face Margus in his lair and throw down the gauntlet.