| Author: | Peter M. Emmerson | ISBN: | 9781386918981 |
| Publisher: | Peter M. Emmerson | Publication: | March 13, 2018 |
| Imprint: | Language: | English |
| Author: | Peter M. Emmerson |
| ISBN: | 9781386918981 |
| Publisher: | Peter M. Emmerson |
| Publication: | March 13, 2018 |
| Imprint: | |
| Language: | English |
BOOK 2 – Q’REEM
Seek the Babe with Brother One
Honour the Brother with his Blade of Souls
Worship the Mother with her Shield of Stars
Remember the Knight with Demons Dead
Respect them all - for all are one
The step across time has been taken, what will Jeannie and her troopers find on the other side?
Excerpt;
Suddenly Ny-mo stopped signing as they crested a rise. Aghast, they watched as black tendrils of smoke rose lazily into the sky. Ny-mo had been planning to camp the night close to the Croninn village of Ghe-r-ghe.
Someone had arrived before them.
The village had been sacked. Nothing remained but burnt out shells. Those inhabitants, who had escaped, hiding in the nearby hills, were slowly returning. Their eyes were dull as they shuffled through the ashes and burnt out remnants of their homes, searching for whatever thing of worth that might be redeemable.
The bodies of their families and friends had been piled in a heap and cremated in a mass funeral pyre the day before. The ashes were still smoking. The sickly sweet smelling pall of death hung heavy in the air.
Jeanne watched Tom closely as they carefully picked their way towards what once was the village centre. She could see her partner was struggling to hold back his anger, little knew he, that inside her heart she wept, but she was thankful that she had insisted Paul stayed at Fort Lixeb.
They made their way through the ruined village in silence. A silence broken only by the soft jingle of their equipment and the muffled sounds of their horses’ hooves, the soft padding interspersed by the nervous coughs of those troopers who were most affected by the unholy stench.
BOOK 2 – Q’REEM
Seek the Babe with Brother One
Honour the Brother with his Blade of Souls
Worship the Mother with her Shield of Stars
Remember the Knight with Demons Dead
Respect them all - for all are one
The step across time has been taken, what will Jeannie and her troopers find on the other side?
Excerpt;
Suddenly Ny-mo stopped signing as they crested a rise. Aghast, they watched as black tendrils of smoke rose lazily into the sky. Ny-mo had been planning to camp the night close to the Croninn village of Ghe-r-ghe.
Someone had arrived before them.
The village had been sacked. Nothing remained but burnt out shells. Those inhabitants, who had escaped, hiding in the nearby hills, were slowly returning. Their eyes were dull as they shuffled through the ashes and burnt out remnants of their homes, searching for whatever thing of worth that might be redeemable.
The bodies of their families and friends had been piled in a heap and cremated in a mass funeral pyre the day before. The ashes were still smoking. The sickly sweet smelling pall of death hung heavy in the air.
Jeanne watched Tom closely as they carefully picked their way towards what once was the village centre. She could see her partner was struggling to hold back his anger, little knew he, that inside her heart she wept, but she was thankful that she had insisted Paul stayed at Fort Lixeb.
They made their way through the ruined village in silence. A silence broken only by the soft jingle of their equipment and the muffled sounds of their horses’ hooves, the soft padding interspersed by the nervous coughs of those troopers who were most affected by the unholy stench.
