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“One man’s struggle will seal the fate of all”
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The Pearlsong Refounding
With the rediscovery of the legendary Book of Dei’lo, the lines of war have been drawn across the Inherited Lands. Behind their mystically fortified walls, the forces for good and evil are massing for the ultimate conflict, pitting the two Languages of Power against one another in open battle for the first time. The results of such a war can be nothing short of cataclysmic…
At the focal point of this coming apocalypse stands Gideon Dawning, a troubled loner and stranger to the Lands who has been marked by both prophecy and providence as the solitary Waymaker for the Pearl. His charge: to find a holy sentient orb of power that has been lost for over 2,000 years, and bring it safely to Wordhaven. If he succeeds, there is a chance he may avert the war and usher in a new Endless Age. But the quest is perilous, and there are many who would see Gideon fail— Sa’lei Lords of staggering power, and their corrupted minions within the Deathland Barrens. Yet an even greater danger lurks within the realms Gideon cannot see…where a living evil quietly plots to capture his very soul.
With all the perils that lie before him, Gideon is certain of only this: he must go. For if he cannot retrieve the Pearl, no one will.
Excerpt
Gideon slipped another longpole from the loops along the deck. Just before positioning it over the rail, he stole a quick glance around the ship. The beasts were everywhere, flying through the air like glassy serpents, churning the water’s surface with rainbows left and right, and charging the hull like cloaked torpedoes. Spars were flying too. Poking, jamming, flinging madly at the prism lights wherever they appeared. But at least everyone was still accounted for. They were clearly tired, panicked perhaps. But no one had been lost.
Gideon turned to face the waters once again. Just as he did, a ferocious wave erupted from below, followed by a stream of colors hurtling so fast they bled together in a blur. A wall of scales that felt something like polished tin slammed him hard onto the deck. He heard a scream, and Captain Quigly cursed. And when he looked up, he saw a massive serpent coiling on the deck, mirroring the sunshine in its scales like the angel of death itself.
And at that moment, everything went silent.
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