Into the storm, he goes

In the time of the One

Darkness haunts his steps

But Light he is,

as the night meets the dawn

In the time of the One

Signs in the sky signal the beginning

In the time of the One

“The prophecy of Aladarad,” Myrddin murmured, as he rose from a troubled sleep. “Why hear I again such words of hope and doom?” He walked through the moon-splashed inner courtyard of the aolbhrugh, the white mansion he shared with his brothers and sisters. Spray from a fountain brushed his cheek and tunic. Marble floors cooled his bare feet. In the warm night, he breathed deep the heady scents of summer. A grand tapestry of stars shone in glory.

But then it seemed in a far part of the sky, the stars flickered a moment, as if something mammoth passed before them. Myrddin shivered and wondered at the fear that struck his heart.

Happy New Year! At very long last, I am excited to announce the first book in The Storm Chronicles will be out late next month! I am looking now for stout-hearted beta readers to read this epic for free and let me know what you think. Anyone interested in taking me up on this challenge? Let me know by leaving me a comment! Arm yourself well and enter the storm…