— The handsome man wakes and starts a conversation with Sabrina. —
“Anyway, how did you get here? I guess you came from London.” Ome stare at the floor while Sabrina replied: “Barge. I came out of London on the Grand Union Canal. It seemed like a good idea, but I could only get to just after Aylesbury. In my naivety, I thought it went all the way to somewhere like Bristol.” “And you had no map?” “No.” “Clever girl. So were there many barges moving on the canal?” “Don’t call me girl. Do I look like I am still a girl?” “Sorry. Just a figure of speech, a bad habit.” “I saw none. Most had been looted and sunk. In places, it was difficult to get through. In fact, I had to change barges once or twice.” Ome nodded and asked: “Are you going to the shrine?” “No. I just wanted somewhere safe. I thought I would find in an isolated farmhouse. But wherever you find one, you find an army willing to defend it.” “Well, I am leaving today. I just want to clean up and then I’m off. You want to come with me? Back to London?” “No. It’s too dangerous. Sorry.” “It’s alright. I have to go.” “Your English is perfect! For an Irishman.” “Did I say I was born in Ireland now?” Ome replied.
Only the Vampire Priests understand the Blood Moon Prophecy: “A drop of His blood fills the cup and brings the Blood Moon Dawn.”
Water makes people forget.
For seven ages They have walked the Earth, seeking a cave of Vampire Priests. For only the Priests know the meaning of the riddle, believed to hold clues to an extremely ancient device that can restore purity to water.
The seventh age will be Their last chance.
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Click on the underlined text next to my name in the short list (5-6) of inrterviews underneath the subtitle Broadcast Schedule.
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In a world where reality is in doubt, only doubt is real
Robert Lath dies in the trenches of World War One. But he wakes to find himself on a never-ending flight of stone steps. No matter how hard he tries, he cannot reach the top or bottom. Then a face appears and offers him a choice; a choice that might damn his soul.
Six characters from different spans of history battle against illness, seemingly the result of a game with Satan, and human frailty to find salvation but are they all the same man?
A soul is trapped and gradually dissected in this intriguing and labyrinthine story of trust, betrayal, disease, death and immortality.
It’s a short post this week because I am so busy with the last stages of publishing Lotus. if you are a Newsletter subscriber, there is good news: expect another issue in the next few weeks! I am also excited to announce that I am editing Iron III: Worlds Like Dust for the final time prior to release. If you want your thriller edited by an experience thriller writer and editor, contact me or take a look at my editor rates here.
If you’ve missed it, don’t forget to listen to a preview of Too Bright the Sun with a soundtrack on Booktrack.com.