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Authors: Morgan Rice
A Dream of Mortals (Book #15 in the Sorcerer's Ring) (22 page)
Ragon stood at the far end of the Isle of
Light, holding Guwayne, and staring into the tall crystal spike that rose from the
ground. It rose ten feet, its jagged points reaching up to the sky like
something prehistoric, and as Ragon stared into it, it glowed different colors.
The shaft of Asus. It was the one place that Ragon
could always come for clarity in times of confusion. Whenever his vision failed
him, which was rare, he could come here and peer into what would be. It was a
privilege he did not wish to abuse, since he knew his opportunities to peer
into the crystal were limited. But now, in this current crisis, he felt obliged
to.
Ragon searched the crystal, desperately needing
clarity, needing to know why his vision had failed him, to understand what was
happening. A foreboding was rising deep inside him, and he did not like how it
felt.
Ragon closed his eyes and chanted softly,
waiting for the spirit to come to him.
Ookythroota, Ookythroota, Ookythroota…
Guwayne cried softly as he chanted, and Ragon
rocked him, chanting over and over, louder and louder, until he finally felt
the familiar sensation between his eyes.
Ragon opened his eyes and stared into the
crystal shaft, and as he did, he saw it glowing yellow and orange and white—until
finally, the vision came to him.
Ragon saw, unfolding before him, a prophecy he
did not understand. He saw a world covered in black, the gates of hell open, and
a million evil creatures ransacking the world. He saw his very own island, the
Isle of Light, this island which had always been impregnable, which had sat here
for centuries, consumed in flames. He saw himself being attacked by an army of
undead creatures.
Ragon wanted to look away but forced himself
not to. He wished he hadn’t, as a cold dread overcame him. He saw Guwayne
surrounded by darkness, snatched from his arms. He clutched him tight as he
watched him become lost in the grips of a power greater than any he’d ever
seen.
Ragon could stand it no more. He forced himself
to look away, breathing hard, his heart pounding, and he looked down at Guwayne,
who lay in his arms, now silent. Ragon was covered in a cold sweat, and he did
not understand any of it; it had been the most terrifying vision of his life.
Ragon hurried from the shaft and crossed his
isle, running, taking long, sorcerer strides, each stride bigger than the next,
ten feet, then a hundred feet, then two hundred, leaping like a gazelle across
this isle he knew so well—until finally he reached the other side.
He stood there, at the opposite end, at this
place he saw in his visions and he watched the skies, staring into the horizon.
It was from here, the crystal had shown him, that he would be attacked.
Ragon stared and stared into the dark clouds
gathering on the horizon, and yet he saw nothing. He wondered if it had all
been an illusion. After all, how could he, Ragon, be attacked? How could
Guwayne, the most powerful child on earth, be taken away from him? And yet, he
had to admit, he felt some darkness coming himself.
He stood there, watching the skies, pondering
his fate, and he did not know how much time had passed when slowly, his worst
fears were confirmed. On the horizon there began to emerge a plague of
blackness, an army of demons and other creatures flying through the air, heading
right for his island. He knew at once whose handiwork this was, and which dark
demon lord was behind it.
They were descending lower and lower, and he
could sense right away that it was all true. The prophecies he had seen were
true. His isle would be destroyed. Guwayne would be taken from him. He would be
killed. The world would descend into blackness. And there was not a thing he
could do.
He clutched Guwayne, holding onto him with all
he had, wanting to hold him just a few seconds longer before he was lost to him
forever. But destiny was knocking. And he knew that nothing he, or anyone else
could do, would change it.
He would die here today, he felt certain of
that—but he would not go down without a fight. He took a deep breath, held
Guwayne close, held out his staff—and prepared for war.
COMING SOON!
BOOK #16 IN THE SORCERER’S RING
Books by Morgan Rice
THE SORCERER’S RING
A
QUEST OF HEROES (Book #1)
A MARCH OF KINGS (Book #2)
A FATE OF DRAGONS (Book #3)
A CRY OF HONOR (Book #4)
A VOW OF GLORY (Book #5)
A CHARGE OF VALOR (Book #6)
A RITE OF SWORDS (Book #7)
A GRANT OF ARMS (Book #8)
A SKY OF SPELLS (Book #9)
A SEA OF SHIELDS (Book #10)
A REIGN OF STEEL (Book #11)
A LAND OF FIRE (Book #12)
A RULE OF QUEENS (Book #13)
AN OATH OF BROTHERS (Book #14)
A DREAM OF MORTALS (Book #15)
THE SURVIVAL TRILOGY
ARENA ONE: SLAVERSUNNERS (Book #1)
ARENA TWO (Book #2)
THE VAMPIRE JOURNALS
TURNED (Book #1)
LOVED (Book #2)
BETRAYED (Book #3)
DESTINED (Book #4)
DESIRED (Book #5)
BETROTHED (Book #6)
VOWED (Book #7)
FOUND (Book #8)
RESURRECTED (Book #9)
CRAVED (Book #10)
FATED (Book #11)
About Morgan
Rice
Morgan
Rice is the #1 bestselling author of THE VAMPIRE JOURNALS, a young adult series
comprising eleven books (and counting); the #1 bestselling series THE SURVIVAL
TRILOGY, a post-apocalyptic thriller comprising two books (and counting); and
the #1 bestselling epic fantasy series THE SORCERER’S RING, comprising fifteen
books (and counting).
Morgan’s
books are available in audio and print editions, and translations of the books
are available in German, French, Italian, Spanish, Portugese, Japanese,
Chinese, Swedish, Dutch, Turkish, Hungarian, Czech and Slovak (with more
languages forthcoming).
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ARENA
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A QUEST OF
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