A serial writer’s notebook ~ from the pen behind Lore of the Underlings, an episodic epic…
Tale of two sentinels tall and strong,
Each one warning of storms to come,
A tower of steel (in Portland, Maine),
A woman named Vaam (from Episode One)…
The young woman spoke again, her words measured, her voice clear and strong. “We bring news of the world and of worlds beyond. Long and far have we traveled to find you, but find you we did. Now there are tales you must hear, tales we must tell, before others find you too.
“A great peril comes to all who yet live — the last children of the morning dew, masters of wood and field, elders of the hearth. We are few. The free, fewer still. And even here in this forbidding wilderness, lost in the heart of a floating land both vast and forbidden… even here where the shores of your island home have forever been under the guard of twin oceans, the seas of Syar and Mer’n… even here, evil comes for us. It comes for you…”