So, it’s officially happening. The second book of my fantasy series, Elithius, is coming out in December.
It’s crazy to think of how far I’ve come with this series…it’s crazier to think about how much is left to go!
I’m so excited…so proud…and yet so humbled to be making this journey with all of you.
I thought I’d provide and overview of my upcoming book, just to give you an idea of what to expect.
Name: Elithius, Book Two: The Darkness Within
Length: 385 pages
John Hedekira and his friends must venture into the Gray Lands in order to rescue John’s sister, Cassie. Upon entering the Gray Lands, they make new friends…and new enemies. Before they know it, they are thrown into the middle of a raging war, in which loyalties and friendships will be tested, darker and more heinous powers will challenge them…and souls will be ripped apart.
The adventures of John and his friends have only begun.
The force of Kiilda’s first attack makes me stumble backwards and I flail my arms in an attempt to stay on my feet. I right myself just in time to block Its second attack. I was expecting Kiilda to be set upon killing me; I figured that that was all It cared about. I showed up here, dangling from a chain in a giant hole in the ground, to fight to the death.
For my sister.
Nevertheless, the proficiency of Kiilda is startling. For being so large, Kiilda moves with agility and speed that even I don’t possess. And, of course, the monster possesses strength; It is made of stone.
But there’s more to It than that; there’s more to the fear and sense of intimidation that is being driven into my heart. Kiilda shows no expression. Its face never changes. The monster charges after me, Its mouth hanging open, a dull, ghoulish look etched across Its face. The truth is, as I stand my ground, blocking blow after blow, I finally come to understand the inhumanness of Kiilda. My sense of understanding is so real, I know that it cannot hold any falsity—I have experienced this thing for ten seconds…and I can already sense that It isn’t even alive. I can sense that It has no soul.
I feel my heart drop to my stomach. Shivering inwardly, I think to myself, It’s like It’s…a doll. A body without a soul.
I deflect a slash for my face, ducking underneath my sword, and then I take a chance and abandon defense, stabbing for Kiilda’s stomach. Kiilda was lunging after me, leaving Its body completely exposed. Maybe It thought that I would have been too focused on protecting myself to attack. Or maybe It makes no such considerations at all. Either way, I already know my sword will meet its mark….
I’m so excited to share this story with you. I poured so much of myself into this book, even more than the last one.
As always, I’d like to know, What do you think???