| Welcome to the world of Harrekh! Many paths have led here, and many paths will lead away. But for now, sit awhile, and let your heart beat to the rhythm of the drums as the storyteller shares his tale. ~Nicholas Hylton Nick's Blog |
| When we last left Elsabeth... Elsabeth is haunted on the night before her journey by strange dreams: Eye of the Goddess, you can see me, and I see you. What did it mean? I know he must be taken from me, but that will be years from now. The silver moon shone down silently, giving no reply. The story continues... “Good morning, Sisters!” Devron called out. “We’ve made all the requested preparations. The men have taken down the camp, and three chariots are ready to seat you.” He smiled as they approached. “I trust your night was a pleasant one?” Elsabeth nodded slowly. “I think we all slept well, Standard-Bearer.” She forced her eyes open, hoping no one would notice her fatigue. Keep Reading |
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Storyteller of Harrekh
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| Elsabeth, daughter of the High Priestess of Harrekh, must return to the Seat of Stars to attend the marriage of the War-Lord’s son. But when murder mars the ceremony – and awakens painful childhood memories – she and her companions must race against time to find the killer. Can Elsabeth overcome her disturbing past, and will they catch the assassin before the kingdom descends into civil war? |
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