This is the story of Donald, who becomes swept up in a battle between good and evil taking place long in the future in post-apocalyptic North America. Donald is flawed, beginning as a keeper of history, but is forced out into the world. He makes makes, causes tragedy for those he loves, but he never ceases seeking redemption. It is a tale of violence, love, faith, and redemption in a culture resembling the medieval past.It is an epic fantasy, but in a world much like ours. There is no magic nor fantastic monsters. But there is courage, evil, honor, and the chance to spend one's life in a noble cause. Donald must find out whether he is worthy of the quest to save his kidnapped Rachel, who was captured due to his own mistakes.The Black Prophet's armies are on the move, filled with hatred for the cities and towns of the rugged mountains and the plains to the East. Is Donald to become yet another victim, or is he, just possibly, the deliverer promised in prophecy? How could he make a difference in a war to shape the future of a continent? How could he find one small captive in a wilderness teeming with enemies?
About 2,000 eBooks have been sold and about 900 print copies, so far.
The book has often been in the 22,000 overall rank. As of 1/31/20 it ranked:
#6,908 Paid in Kindle Store
#111 in Dystopian Fiction
#85 in Romantic Action & Adventure
#102 in Fantasy Adventure Fiction
The book has won many awards.
Book is for sale on Amazon, Smashwords, Barnes and Noble and others.
Chapter 1
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The Lost World
A grove of spears suddenly sprang from clumps of bare willows, keen-edged points flashing in the hard afternoon sun. The blackened shafts were held by a mob of grim-faced men, who sullenly reformed themselves into a long march file. They then resumed their plodding course upstream, following a time-worn trail next to the river.
Swift and cold the river ran, carrying the mountain’s frost in its deep, grey eddies. Down from the frozen canyon, through granite gorges it had come, foam-flecked and savage. Lower, then, through broader valleys it flowed, through stands of leafless aspen and cottonwood to the openness of grey brush and tawny grass. Oblivious to the humans, it shot on, rushing to its own separate destiny.
The sky was brilliant blue and the chill air crisp and clean. A black speck coasted before a gauzy wisp of cloud, then swerved lower, gliding over a juniper-covered knoll. The March wind gusted briefly over the scattered patches of snow, then died.
With a convulsive leap of fright, a young cottontail reacted to a rushing sound and a feel of danger. The redtail hawk, talons spread, flared out of his dive with a shrill cry just before the strike. A thud, a high-pitched shriek, and a quick struggle followed. Then silence returned.
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Italian
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Translated by Laura Turbinati
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Author review: Laura did a great job. She was very careful to render the English original in an easily understandable form of Italian. I highly recommend her. |
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Portuguese
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Already translated.
Translated by nick hops
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Author review: Nick Hops is an excellent translator, and the quality of his work is exceptional. He completed his work in a timely matter. I am happy to recommend him to anyone wanting a quality translation from English to Portuguese. |
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Spanish
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Already translated.
Translated by María Elena Navarro
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Author review: Maria did a wonderful job on this translation. She is a hard worker, is very precise and is passionate about what she does. She uses "Nuny de Welchez" as a professional name, and will be identified in that way in the final product. |
