Embracing magic is only the first
step.
Before
Kallen, there was Tarragon. Oryon history sees him as the first and greatest of
all technomage kings. What history has forgotten, however, is that he was also
the very first to partner with a symbiont.
At
the age of eighteen, Tarragon becomes clan king by default. He alters the face
of Oryon’s history when he fully embraces magic and emerges as the first ever
technomage king. Surrounded by deadly rivals who are intent on eradicating his
family, Tarragon, as the last surviving heir, needs to learn how to control his
magic and how to fight. Survival is not easy, and if it means getting involved
in a dangerous secret, so be it.
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Something
moved by his side, and the energy reacted
to the threat. Without opening his eyes, Tarragon dispatched what he somehow
knew to be an enemy soldier in a reflexive slash of his free hand. The energy
talked to him, told him things with no words or feelings, only images. The
energy screamed.
A
slash of burning pain dropped across his shoulder, and Tarragon cried out, his right arm losing feeling. But his left
hand remained on the generator’s surface, and
that touch opened a bright world of blue and white rage in his mind.
On
a thought and a mutter of a word,
Tarragon’s deadened arm functioned once more. He opened his eyes and saw an
enemy soldier standing at an arm’s length from him. He watched as the man
raised his sword over his head in a two-handed
hold. With a flick of his finger, blue energy rushed
the length of Tarragon’s arm, ran down to the tips of his fingers, and leapt
through the space between him and death. The enemy stood frozen, his mouth open
in a wordless scream. Seconds passed as though hours had, and then the enemy
began to crumble, falling to the ground in a pile of dark ash….
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About the Author:
I grew up listening to folk tales my father and nannies
told either to entertain us children or to send home a message. These
narratives I kept with me, and finally, I wrote them down in a journal way back
when I kept one. Going through junk led to a long-forgotten box, and in it was
the journal. Reading the stories of romance, science fiction and horror I had
taken the time to put to paper brought to light that these were tales I had
never met in my readings.
The tales I write are fictional, but all of them are based
on what I grew up with and still dream about. That they have an M/M twist is
simply for my pleasure. And I hope, yours as well.
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