Way of the Soul.
The search for Dragon Tears continues; Helena followed the path of the Crusaders into the Holy Land.
Did the knights of old forget anything hidden under the last stronghold in Acre?
German allies of the Turks have overrun the ancient city. Warships guard the coast.
A deadly creature haunts the catacombs, draining humans of all life.
Will Helena find what she searches for in The Holy Land?
Genre: FICTION / Science Fiction / SteampunkI have over 30 books published in several SF/F sub-genres; I would like to increase my international readership.
The islands of the eastern Mediterranean slipped below the ship. Helena lay in her new favorite place, spread-eagle in the nets under the bowsprit, hidden by the prow of the ship. Even from this height, she marveled as the waves glowed, each disruption of the water’s surface caused a myriad of sea creatures to fluoresce. Helena rolled to her back and compared the light in her Dragon’s tear to the light on the water. They appeared surprisingly familiar. She whispered to herself, “That’s strange.”
Jack’s familiar voice called down from above, “What’s strange?” Above her on the mast sat Doyle’s friend, now visible as a foot-tall human.
If not for the slope of the safety netting, Helena might have risked the jump over the side and the thousand-foot or so drop to the water below. Her right hand clutched her chest. “Jack, please don’t sneak up on people like that. You nearly gave me a fright of death.” Helena rolled back over, her back to the diminutive Tommyknocker.
“Fine, I will knock or something next time… but you didn’t answer my question.” Jack launched himself from the spar to the netting next to Helena.
“I was contemplating the color of the waves below and the pendant around my neck.” With her right hand, Helena stretched her arm through the net and pointed at the water below. She held up the pendant with her left.
Jack glanced below. “That below we fey call fairy fire. Sailors… they call the lights burning on the sea, but that makes little sense if you ask me.” His full attention turned to the glowing gem around Helena’s neck. “This looks like aether if you asked my opinion… which I know you didn’t.”
