The world, as we know it, has ended. One man stands resolute. A man who has been trained in the savage arts of war. A man who lives his life according to a creed. A simple man who wants none of the power thrust upon him. This man is Marine Sergeant Nathaniel Hogan, seconded to the American Embassy in London and, although he does not know it, he is – The Forever Man. The first pulse occurred in the old calendar year of 2022. A sequence of gigantic solar flares created a series of massive electromagnetic pulses that stopped the heart of our modern world and returned us to the DARK AGES. Tens of thousands died within the first few hours as airplanes fell from the skies, hospitals ceased to work and every form of modern transportation ground to a halt. Within days the death toll had reached the hundreds of thousands. Fires raged unchecked through the cities, water supplies ran out and survivors turn on each other as mob rule surpassed all else. And Nathaniel finds that he has been changed by the huge amounts of Gamma radiation in the solar flares. They have enhanced his natural abilities, giving him increased speed, strength and healing. Indefinitely extended his life span and enabling him to be able to draw on the power of the solar flares to create magik. But even The Forever Man was not prepared for what happened next, as the ongoing flares tore a hole in time and space, creating a gateway through which ‘they’ appeared. From the realms of fantasy came the orcs, the goblins and, leading them all – the Fair Folk. Were they here to help – or to conquer?
Genre: FICTION / Fantasy / ContemporaryThe Forever Man is a complete 6 book series and the sales remaon solid. It is currently being trasnlated into 5 different languages.
Swiftly it ran, muscular haunches bunching and coiling under its glossy white coat as it did. Breath steamed from its mouth and lather saturated its heaving flanks. But so fleet was its progress that naught could overhaul it.
The chittering of the enemy hunters sounded behind it and above, the sound of the whirring of chitinous wings from the legions of the smaller flying scouts.
Undaunted it gathered its remaining strength and thundered on, heading towards the source, its four hooves churning up the sod as it ran. Striving to reach the intersection of ley-lines that crossed in the center of the stone circle. Because, for the first time in living memory, it could feel the beckon of the power-light and it could sense the open gateway between the now and the perpetuity of infinity.
With a last surge of beleaguered muscle it galloped into the center of the circle. Lightening struck. The sky folded in on itself.
The circle was empty.
And in another time and place, in another circle, it appeared. Its chest heaved with exhaustion and its mighty legs trembled in near collapse, but, once again, it had survived. It was the very last of its kind and had lived alone for years uncountable, but now its purpose had arrived.
Almost twice as large as a thoroughbred stallion. Its eyes were deepest green and behind them lurked an intelligence that could only be born of boundless life experience. And, as it flicked its mane from side to side, the single large horn on its head cut the air like a sword,
reflecting the wan sunlight like a polished steel blade. Light glistened off its pure white hide that was marred only by a single black mark on its left flank. A mark the size of a man’s palm.
Lemniscate.
The mark of infinity.
∞
The mark of the unicorn.
The mark of The Forever Man.
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Translated by Cécile Bénédic
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Author review: Very good. Has a true understanding and appreciation of the work. I have no hesitation to give Alex my highest recommendation. |
