The Dominion Trilogy – Spotlight & Giveaway!

Inside, the yellowy parchments were etched with ink that was mostly black but revealed traces of blue. Flecks of dust obeyed some ancient dance as he leafed through. When he drew in a large breath, it was clear he had found the text they needed. He leaned forward, raised the spectacles that hung around his long neck, and recounted the enduring words written so carefully by the hand of their oldest known ancestor, each sentence setting truth off on a winding journey to an uncertain future.

“It was in the third year since their arrival at the river and the building of the first houses that the leaders’ master plan was most severely challenged by an enemy from without. For in every swamp, there will lay danger. The people learned the meaning of fear in the claws and teeth of the beast and named them Gharids.”

It was decided that weapons must be forged. After a wide search by every able man, woman, and child, the ore was found in the depths of the Rolling Hills. With much combined effort, a great many swords, spears, pikes, and arrows were made. Two years had passed, and many innocents had been taken without reason. Their torn and devoured remains caused much consternation among the people. Such was the anger, and violence was meted out and the peril driven from the world. There was much rejoicing equaled only by a concern that killing might become commonplace. All the weapons were locked away, to be brought out once every four years to celebrate the triumph at a Festival of Fighting where young men could demonstrate their skills in a peaceful show of strength and ingenuity. It was decreed that a defense should be constructed in case a new evil should rise from that swamp at a future time. The remarkable power of the people came once more to the fore, and in under a hundred years, the Wall was complete, running from the borders of Reciderva, to Odecama in the south. Assured of peace, the Dominion of Ordefima was declared, and work began on a stately home for the newly appointed Marquis Wilhem, grandson of Wilhem the Settler who had claimed the land for his wandering tribe.”