FREE for 5 days only on Amazon ~ The Lore Anthology (Kindle edition)

The Lore Anthology on amazon.com

Fantasy fans, sci-fi buffs… a strange and brave new world awaits. A saga for FREE (but not for long). The Lore Anthology on amazon.com

Now through Thursday, May 21 you can download this Kindle edition of all eight Lore of the Underlings episodes, a collection of epic adventures and colorful characters, for merely a click. Come explore the lyrical lands of the Lore, a bittersweet realm of gold and shadow told in classic style. Old-world words. New-world wit.

Click here: The Lore Anthology Kindle Edition

Here’s one reader’s review:

An enticing mix of Shakespeare and Tolkien, written for a third millennial audience. Exciting, mysterious, humorous. Lore of the Underlings moves along at a lyrical pace, deftly balancing dry wit and creepiness. Can’t wait to read more!

Join the quest. And may the Lore be with you…

Latest Amazon Best Sellers Rank:
#3 in Kindle Store > Kindle eBooks (Free) > Literature & Fiction > Poetry > Epic

FREE for 5 days only on Amazon ~ The Lore Anthology (Kindle edition)

The Lore Anthology on amazon.com

Fantasy fans, sci-fi buffs… a strange and brave new world awaits. A saga for FREE (but not for long). The Lore Anthology on amazon.com

Now through Thursday, February 20 you can download this Kindle edition of all eight Lore of the Underlings episodes, a collection of epic adventures and colorful characters, for merely a click. Come explore the lyrical lands of the Lore, a bittersweet realm of gold and shadow told in classic style. Old-world words. New-world wit.

Click here: The Lore Anthology Kindle Edition

Here’s one reader’s review:

An enticing mix of Shakespeare and Tolkien, written for a third millennial audience. Exciting, mysterious, humorous. Lore of the Underlings moves along at a lyrical pace, deftly balancing dry wit and creepiness. Can’t wait to read more!

Join the quest. And may the Lore be with you…

Latest Amazon Best Sellers Rank:
#5 in Kindle Store > Kindle eBooks > Literature & Fiction > Poetry > Epic

FREE for 5 days only on Amazon ~ The Lore Anthology (Kindle edition)

The Lore Anthology on amazon.com

Fantasy fans, sci-fi buffs… a strange and brave new world awaits. A saga for FREE (but not for long). The Lore Anthology on amazon.com

Now through Thursday, November 21 you can download this Kindle edition of all eight Lore of the Underlings episodes, a collection of epic adventures and colorful characters, for merely a click. Come explore the lyrical lands of the Lore, a bittersweet realm of gold and shadow told in classic style. Old-world words. New-world wit.

Click here: The Lore Anthology Kindle Edition

Here’s one reader’s review:

An enticing mix of Shakespeare and Tolkien, written for a third millennial audience. Exciting, mysterious, humorous. Lore of the Underlings moves along at a lyrical pace, deftly balancing dry wit and creepiness. Can’t wait to read more!

Join the quest. And may the Lore be with you…

Latest Amazon Best Sellers Rank:
#8 in Kindle Store > Kindle eBooks > Literature & Fiction > Poetry > Epic

One-Minute Epics: “Blink of an Eye”

One-Minute Epics are poetic micro tales from John Klobucher’s Lore of the Underlings, a lyrical fantasy-fiction world. Please enjoy this installment…


Blink of an Eye

“Three farns a bunch!” cried the blind old woman, hawking her bruised, rotten fruit on the side of the road. “Pepper pears! Ripe blood poms!” But the village folk all passed her by as usual, like she was part of the dusty landscape or some crumbling landmark they’d learned to ignore. After all, she’d been there forever it seemed — since before the Governor’s death squads, the blight on the orchards, the darkness taking Nord. She’d owned this spot for seventeen years from the day when the specter first appeared, that eye in the sky most people called the Pendant, which watched but never blinked.

This morning some boys saw fit to taunt the hag, or “Pommy” as they called her. “How ‘bout a sample?” one snickered. “They look so yummy.”

“Yeah, Pommy, we’re really hungry!”

She stabbed at their voices with her crook stick but missed them. They toppled her barrel and laughed. “Make us some pom jam, you ancient prune.”

“Curse you!” She shook her fist and spat.

Moldy blue poms spilled in all directions, some rolling way down the road where the boys had run. The blind woman picked up a plump one and hurled it. She didn’t miss this time.

Just then the noon bell tolled in the village square; the old crone pulled on her shawl. She expected the specter’s long shadow to fall any moment and turn the day to dusk. But somehow she still felt sun on her weathered skin and screwed up her blank white eyes.

Other townsfolk took notice and stopped in their tracks. They gawked at the changing sky.

“Look at the Pendant!”

“It’s different.”

“Why is it spinning?”

“Something’s going on…”

The witchy old woman knowingly sniffed the air. “Prepare yourselves, fools. They’re coming.”

One-Minute Epics: “The Ogmont”

One-Minute Epics are poetic micro tales from John Klobucher’s Lore of the Underlings, a lyrical fantasy-fiction world. Please enjoy this installment…


The Ogmont

Ogdog hadn’t been home in a hundred years, but something was calling him now. It was on the air, in his skin, a weight to the raindrops falling black as oil, a howling in the lightest wind. His kind, the ogs, had instincts for times like these, and those old as he was the more so. So Ogdog had no choice when destiny beckoned. He took to the slate gray sky.

Far, far north of fair Nord province he flew, up into the wastelands of Merth, a wilderness vast as the ocean sea yet much too deadly for men to cross. The permafrost turned to icescape, the icescape to peaks of twisted rock that clawed at the stars. None of those spires were named, except for the one Ogdog sought — the Ogmont. No wonder, for it could be seen from a thousand leagues. He circled its craggy summit.

The mountain was covered in flat fleshy creatures, his brothers and sisters, and more kept coming. They clustered together, forming a thick black mass; it flapped to an unheard music. Ogdog landed and joined in the silent ogsong. He felt young again.

By moonrise every og alive was one with the mountainside and their changeling kin. “Cousins,” they sang to each other, “the sky is falling. We must decide.” Then they murmured all night long till the muted dawn brought purrs and peeps of agreement. It meant that the clan had chosen — to hide from the world and wait for doom to pass.

For Ogdog, however, hiding was not a choice. His master and friends would need him. “You’ll be alone, dear brother,” his siblings warned. He was resigned to that…

 

The old freckled og looped the mountaintop one last time, waving a wistful goodbye to his family and their nest amidst the clouds. “Farewell,” he sighed out loud. Then he turned south, not sure he’d ever see them again.

He had reason to worry.