THE SEASON OF GOLD, Elfen Gold Book One ~ The adventure begins....
A fantasy by Sheri L. McGathy
"Gather round. Aye, gather near, and I will spin you a tale of magic from a time long since lost to lore. Come and I will tell of elves and the kingdom of Ra-Jee, a kingdom now forgotten in the mists of enchantment.
"This tale is one of sacrifice and sorrow, yet one of hope offered to a future not yet written." The Storyteller curled his gnarled fingers over the worn top of his cane and smiled. "And it is a tale of a young elfen maiden named Ra-May and the human male, Michall, she is destined to meet.
"Come, join me as I tell of these two very different and unique individuals, brought together by fate, and guided by ancient magic as they venture forward to save Ra-Jeeor die trying.
"And so," whispered the old Storyteller. "The tale begins...."
The Elfen Race of Ra-Jee is in jeopardy--in danger of becoming merely a memory. Yet destiny in the form of an Ancient Crystal has decreed that one young elfen maiden, Ra-May, and one human male, Michall, must meet, and in that meeting, venture forward to vanquish the evil that has tainted Ra-Jee--or die trying.
Accompanied by Ra-May's Guardian, an elfen warrior named Ra-Nu, and Michall's mischievous kin, Phillip, they set out to challenge the Del-a-Shar who has enchanted Ra-Jee and stolen away the Elfen Race.
Ancient magic, awakened and set free once again, weaves its web throughout the story, bringing characters, events, and places together to accomplish its goal--whether they are willing or not.
Excerpt
He emerged from the swirling mists and raised his eyes skyward; the pain mirrored within was raw and exposed...as vulnerable as their owner.
Exhausted, he dropped down to his knees, sinking deep into the dew-sodden ground. Ignoring its clammy feel against his bare skin, he shouted, "Was it in vain?"
The mists recoiled from his voice, pulling back and folding in upon itself. Digging his fingers through the wet earth, fighting the urge to surrender to hopelessness, he cried, "Promise me it was not!"
A lonely wail was his only answer.
Prologue from Elfen Gold
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