Imagine a world in-between ours of today, and all the fairy tales we have ever been told. Welcome to Hagenspan.
From the back cover:
"Kenyan lay on the ground and tried to close his eyes, but he was too excited to consider sleep. There might be fairies about!
"Kenyan had witnessed many beautiful and wonderful things in his travels, from the serene to the wild, from the placid to the tempestuous. He had cherished the tiny glory of songbirds--twittering bits of animate color. He had marveled at the Great Sea in all its crashing gray majesty. He had beheld the breathtaking beauty of Lord Ester's dark-haired daughter . . . but he had never seen a fairy!
"Kenyan's Lamp is Volume Two in the Hagenspan Chronicles, and while the first and last chapters knit the story to Roarke's Wisdom and Owan's Regret, it is a complete tale on its own merits.
"A legend of Hagenspan's deep past from a day before the radiance of present reality was obscured by the shadows of myth, Kenyan's Lamp is . . . a fairy tale."
Excerpt
So now Kenyan was somewhere between Raussi and Ruric's Keep--he knew not where--with no food, no money, no horse, no cloak. He thought for a second that perhaps, as well, he had no hope. Then he noticed, hanging from the gnarled branches of the bush he had slept next to . . . a gift: Mott's own cape, dusty, brown, and trimmed with rabbit fur. It was too small to make a proper cloak for Kenyan, but at least it would warm his arms against the autumn wind, and cover him a bit while he slept. Once again, Kenyan felt his breast swell with unbidden gratitude to the little gray-bearded stump of a fellow who had dishonored him and robbed him of everything that he had . . . and had given him his own mantle. For a moment--just a moment--Kenyan wondered if it was a magic cloak.
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