Dark Fire, Krisálys Chronicles of Féyree: Scroll 2
What do you do when you know the very survival of your realm is threatened – and nobody will listen?
WINNER of the 2010 Written Art Awards for Sci Fi/Fantasy
“A modern day masterpiece… an enthralling book that is truly unique and difficult to put down. I can’t begin to recommend Dark Fire enough.” - Nick Pena, Editor, Chart Publishing. Read full review
“A fascinating journey… I admit I couldn’t put it down. Part adventure, part coming-of-age, part allegory, Dark Fire is an exciting read and a fascinating journey.” – Mariam George, Faerie Magazine. Read full review
“I am anxiously awaiting the publication of Newcorn’s final book in this series… “The Krisálys Chronicles of Feyree trilogy would make a great addition to anyone’s library… they belong there right next to other great series like Lord of The Rings by J.R.R. Tolkien or Inheritance by Christopher Paolini.” - Charline Ratcliff, Rebecca’s Reads. Read full review
Dark Fire… the saga continues…
Continuing in the best traditions of high fantasy, the contemporary saga of the Féyree Chronicles blossoms with this suspense-filled adventure. When the Firelord, Tvashtar Tizón, petitions the Féyree Council to form an alliance, many féyree insist he is presenting them with a rare opportunity. Yet while Tizón’s motives seem sincere, Danaí and Joson are increasingly suspicious of their former friend – and so is the Lady of the Lake. Few heed their warnings, and when the dragon attacks, even the ael dismiss the threat of Tizón’s fire daemiani. But the Tvashtar’s fiery realm of Nonetre is withering, and Eshel, his scheming high councilor, believes the prophecy foretells far more than just a simple alliance…
A riveting tale of magic, danger, plots, dreams, and ultimate betrayal that will engulf two realms, forcing féyree, dwarves, and ael into a perilous struggle to discern truth from trouble as two ancient prophecies pit friends against each other in a battle of beliefs.
Book Excerpt: “Grasping the goblet’s stem, Tizón peered into the seething liquid, so like a fire’s heart that, that as he raised it to his mouth, he expected his lips to be seared. The sharp odor reminded him of scorched pine sap. He gulped it. Choked. Reeled back and crashed into a nearby trestle, knocking it over, scattering bowls, crystals and what not every which way. It burned. Not with heat, but with bitter cold, the biting pain of frozen fingers attempting to thaw. Frostfire – he dimly remembered what the Healers called it. He felt his heart searing. Doubling over, he groaned, fingers groping. Red and black embers inundated his vision. He scented fire, tasted smoke. His skin felt as if he lay out on the hottest day on the hottest stone, broiling under the sun’s remorseless caress. He was burning from inside out. Even his voice felt charred – he could not scream…”
Book details: 257 pages. 6″ x 9″. Paperback. ISBN#: 978-1-4327-4642-1
