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The LOVE LIKE DEATH trilogy concludes :
Not even the eclipse of myth is forever. But eclipses return. And currents exist that are eternal. One such current is Love.
It binds the universe together.
Listen. Can you hear it? Can you hear him?
Blake, son of Man, is calling out across the night skies. What is he saying?
Remember.
Remember the strangled dreams, the shattered illusions that dropped from your bruised fingers long ago as a child. Still Time can be transcended. If you but remember ...
that love is forever,
that love cannot be taken from you,
that wounded hearts and minds but cast it from them in despair.
Listen.
Listen as Blake tells of haunted Avalon, broken by bloody Civil War. Of his love for the moon and the sun : the Last Fae and the alien drinker of souls.
Listen to his memories of BLACK ROSES IN AVALON :
The orphan, Blake Adamson, has been running for his life … or has he been running from it? One part of his mind says he is delirious, dying in the burnt ruins of his orphanage. Most of his mind insists what he is seeing and enduring is all too real.
His heart wants to believe the world he sees is real. A heart that is torn between an alien drinker of souls and the Last Fae. Loving both the sun and the moon may be his death. But Blake Adamson cannot help himself.
In an attempt to escape the enraged demigod, Abaddon Sennacherib, Blake and Fallen, the Last Fae, have left Victorian London by bending time and space,
using an ancient enchanted blade as a rudder. The two fugitive lovers find themselves far in the past … to Avalon.
Avalon, where life is illusory and deceptive, as are its inhabitants. In Faerie, nothing is as it seems, and even the simple act of uttering a name can be fraught with danger and death.
Blake and Fallen have appeared close to the Crystal Castle at the bottom of Lake Sayrade. The Dancers of the Myst float on their icy blue crafts upon that lake. And their Queen is Danis Nokkes, punisher of all false lovers.
Blake insists he is not false … just over-committed.
The distinction is lost to the sadistic Queen. To the Sidhe, mortals are but toys and pawns in their power games. They love to make the epitaph small and the death large.
In escaping the sadistic Queen, Blake and Fallen clash with the feral Wyldaelfen. And blood and destiny ensues.
In the midst of enemies in Broceliande Forest, they fail to skirt the Shadows of the Erinnyes and their dark queen Dinselle of the Golden Skin.
Atop the King and Queen of Avalon’s unicorns, Blake and Fallen evade the Wild Hunt as they race across the flying boulders of the fabled River Sambayton high in the skies of Avalon.
Until in the crystal and gold palace of Caer Wydr, Blake and Fallen endure the dark ritual, Diathke, ending the Avalon Civil War by paying the fearsome cost for love eternal.
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http://www.amazon.com/BLACK-ROSES-IN-AVALON-ebook/dp/B005GQN03C/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1313029711&sr=1-1
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Not even the eclipse of myth is forever. But eclipses return. And currents exist that are eternal. One such current is Love.
It binds the universe together.
Listen. Can you hear it? Can you hear him?
Blake, son of Man, is calling out across the night skies. What is he saying?
Remember.
Remember the strangled dreams, the shattered illusions that dropped from your bruised fingers long ago as a child. Still Time can be transcended. If you but remember ...
that love is forever,
that love cannot be taken from you,
that wounded hearts and minds but cast it from them in despair.
Listen.
Listen as Blake tells of haunted Avalon, broken by bloody Civil War. Of his love for the moon and the sun : the Last Fae and the alien drinker of souls.
Listen to his memories of BLACK ROSES IN AVALON :
The orphan, Blake Adamson, has been running for his life … or has he been running from it? One part of his mind says he is delirious, dying in the burnt ruins of his orphanage. Most of his mind insists what he is seeing and enduring is all too real.
His heart wants to believe the world he sees is real. A heart that is torn between an alien drinker of souls and the Last Fae. Loving both the sun and the moon may be his death. But Blake Adamson cannot help himself.
In an attempt to escape the enraged demigod, Abaddon Sennacherib, Blake and Fallen, the Last Fae, have left Victorian London by bending time and space,
using an ancient enchanted blade as a rudder. The two fugitive lovers find themselves far in the past … to Avalon.
Avalon, where life is illusory and deceptive, as are its inhabitants. In Faerie, nothing is as it seems, and even the simple act of uttering a name can be fraught with danger and death.
Blake and Fallen have appeared close to the Crystal Castle at the bottom of Lake Sayrade. The Dancers of the Myst float on their icy blue crafts upon that lake. And their Queen is Danis Nokkes, punisher of all false lovers.
Blake insists he is not false … just over-committed.
The distinction is lost to the sadistic Queen. To the Sidhe, mortals are but toys and pawns in their power games. They love to make the epitaph small and the death large.
In escaping the sadistic Queen, Blake and Fallen clash with the feral Wyldaelfen. And blood and destiny ensues.
In the midst of enemies in Broceliande Forest, they fail to skirt the Shadows of the Erinnyes and their dark queen Dinselle of the Golden Skin.
Atop the King and Queen of Avalon’s unicorns, Blake and Fallen evade the Wild Hunt as they race across the flying boulders of the fabled River Sambayton high in the skies of Avalon.
Until in the crystal and gold palace of Caer Wydr, Blake and Fallen endure the dark ritual, Diathke, ending the Avalon Civil War by paying the fearsome cost for love eternal.
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http://www.amazon.com/BLACK-ROSES-IN-AVALON-ebook/dp/B005GQN03C/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1313029711&sr=1-1
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I love the name Avalon. You are such a prolific writer. I plan on reading every one of your books this fall when things slow down a bit. Love the cover art too.
ReplyDeleteI am speechless... How do you do it? I am still editing my second novel and most likely have to go back and do some fine tuning to my first.
ReplyDeleteThis cover is STUNNING. My favorite so far. Congrats on completing the trilogy.
As always your words entice as mists cling to medieval castles.
I am very proud of you Roland for seeking your dream with a vengeance. Victor would be proud too.
What a beautiful cover picture! Wow, it definitely drew me right in! I can hardly wait to get my hands on this one. I'm so glad I have an ereader now!
ReplyDeleteMichael O :
ReplyDeleteWe must be kindred spirits. The name "Avalon" has always towered in my imagination. As I wrote in the first chapter :
"Each blade of grass stirs with magic. Each branch sways to the breath of eternity. And each path leads to dream citadels whose misty towers murmur echoes of ancient glories never to be reclaimed, yet never to be forgotten."
Thanks for planning to read my books this Fall. I would like to know what you think of them.
Michael :
Isn't that cover mind-blowing? Her skin glows like moon-fire -- which is why Blake thinks of her as his Moon. Leonora Roy perfectly depicted Fallen, the Last Fae.
Thanks for the support. I am charging full-tilt in pursuit of my dream. All the fire of my passion funneled into my muse as I charge up that hill!
Me, Victor, and Blake Adamson : there is no fail to a heart that refuses to quit.
Yours is a great talent, Michael. You will make it, Roland
Heather :
I'm glad you have an eReader now, too. Didn't Leonora do a magnificent job? Her image inspired me to make a true Camelot/Troy epic of this third installment of the legend of Blake, Son of Man, married to both the Moon and the Sun.
Let me know what you think of it, will you? Roland
Beautiful cover, Roland. I have to hurry up and finish reading the first book now. Love binds the universe together. :) How'd you peek into my head like that. I say that to people all the time. It's fairy talk. Have a great day!
ReplyDeleteAwesome description. And wow, you've really outdone yourself on the cover :)
ReplyDeleteCongrats on finishing and publishing the thrilody.
........dhole
Awesome description. And wow, you've really outdone yourself on the cover :)
ReplyDeleteCongrats on finishing and publishing the thrilody.
........dhole
Roland. I'm hearing new voices. I've not heard of Roses of Avalon before. Man, you're a genius!
ReplyDeleteDenise
Laila :
ReplyDeleteYou, me, and the ghost of C.S. Lewis feel that love binds the universe together!
Didn't Leonora do an awesome cover? I figured you would be of a fae mind! LOL.
Donna :
It was Leonora who outdid herself on that cover! Wow is the word for it.
Friends who have read my whole trilogy have said that they are haunted in the dark of the night by some of the images they remember from it. They begged me to continue it somehow.
Which is why I am writing LAST EXIT TO BABYLON.
Denise :
I had to use those voices in my head somehow. LOL.
If you go back to THE BEAR WITH TWO SHADOWS, you will discover a brief episode where Hibbs meets Fallen in a newly hewn crypt during a vision quest where she speaks of Blake. He later meets her in a mystic glade in Avalon. He, too, adventured in Avalon, remember?
Thanks for the kind praise, Roland