I love endearing characters and creating a world they can call home. Greynol Arowen is an Acolyte and 'Sage of Idarill', that is, if you consider the last half of his eighty years. In his begrudged retirement, Greynol should have enoyed his last years in repose; but a message arrives at his door, an invitation of sorts that reopens the mystery of his younger life. Once a swordman, champion and husband of Aliane, since lost to the enemy, Greynol discovers the past hid a secret beyond all reckoning: enslaved by a merciless enemy, his wife bore him a son. Forty years later, Fauglir, wielder of dark magic and minion of Illutar, the enemy of all fair kingdoms, claims to be that son. His offer is one of invitation and challenge...
Wait, it's only Friday. I usually do these things on Saturday nights. Well, when the time is right, I write. And for once I did write -- just a little revisiting on previous chapters of book five. I talk about the next book often, but the challenge to keep things moving is a difficult one. Given time and more time, it can happen. So where was I the last time we got together? Ah yes, lamenting another lonely Saturday. Maybe that's why I'm writing on a Friday. The goal here is not to lament or complain -- I considered a snippet, which I can post any time, but tonight I just felt like writing...at least before it gets too late. You ever try to reinvent yoursel f; try something new; or take a somewhat leap of faith? No doubt, to get anywhere in life, you might want to attempt one of these things. As I grow older I feel myself taking chances more than once. More than often. I drive those close to me crazy over my past decisions, to be sure. I believe some of us take sometimes f
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