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Chronicles of the Planeswalkers, Part One: Alliances
by B.T. Robertson
Category: Fantasy/Suspense/Thriller
Description: An unlikely band of elves led by a wizard formerly of the Order of Light, Aeligon, has trekked across foreign lands and sought a nysterious mirror hidden withing the ruins of El-Caras, the place where the final battle good and evil took place during the Calaridis Wars many years fefore. They found great evil stirring, and a plan to shatter the fragile peace. Now, alliances will be formed and battle lines drawn across the plane of Vaalüna. Aerinas, a rebellious Krayn elf, continues to discover the power of the magic inside him, but after finding an ancient text penned by a long-dead wizard it becomes clear that he must grow up and face his worst fears, or perish. There is something alive beyond the boundaries of their world. Something old, forgotten, evil, and angry for revenge. Ripples in time, bleeding trees, and unwelcome visitors are growing common. Questions are surfacing in Aerinas' mind about his parents, and the tension between him and his father, Tristandor, is increasing. Can they keep their alliance intact long enought to make a stand against the hidden evil? Return to the world of the Planeswalkers, where pirates roam the raging Arthean Ocean, power can be ignited with the speed of thought, and death awaits the wary explorer at every turn.
eBook Publisher: Lachesis Publishing/LBF Books,
eBookwise Release Date: April 2010
 
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Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [454 KB]
Words: 100027
Reading time: 285-400 min.
From Chronicles of the Planeswalkers, Part One: Alliances:
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Aerinas snapped out of his stupor abruptly when Ithyllna shook him wildly and screamed at him to turn around.
They had moved too slowly. The screeching passed from a paranoid delusion into reality.
The Cray had found them!
It happened so fast they barely had a chance to draw their weapons. The insect-like Cray -- using each of their six appendages to grasp the wet cavern walls -- sped down the corridors with inhuman speed, some suspended from the ceiling, some to the sides, but each one spaced so as to keep from bunching up. They were intelligent. Hisses and screeches filled the tunnels; the yellow of their eyes penetrated the darkness.
"Aerinas! Form up! Do not let them get behind us!"
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