“Did you find something?” said Mara, his best friend. She wore sage-green hunting pants and a ridiculously frilly white lace top. Why… — John Forrester Copy Share Image
“His arrogant eyes and proud demeanor. But he was kind, also. And a wonderful brother. Why did the gods allow him to die so… — John Forrester Copy Share Image
“Eyes mesmerized at the advancing boar, he shook his head and threw down his bow and quickly brandished his spear. Mara did the same… — John Forrester Copy Share Image
“The wind stung from a sudden gust of cold air. Talis exhaled forcefully, wishing she hadn’t brought up the subject of his older brother’s… — John Forrester Copy Share Image
“Finding nothing all day, he scanned the muddy ground for tracks, kicking away needles and sticks. Off to the side, he spotted an indentation… — John Forrester Copy Share Image
“The Captain wouldn’t know donkeys from trained baboons. How can a sailor know of good breeding?” She narrowed her eyes and studied them again… — John Forrester Copy Share Image
“Talis searched the swamplands for prey, wanting the kill he hoped would make his father proud. Visibility was limited due to the thick mist… — John Forrester Copy Share Image
“The cold wind blew unceasingly from the north: a violent wind, a merciless wind, a wind that crept inside your ears and pressed hard… — John Forrester Copy Share Image
“heavy-handed... Supporting characters are equally noteworthy." --Kirkus Reviews # # # About the author: John Forrester is the author of Fire Mage, Sun Mage,… — John Forrester Copy Share Image
“By the time he spotted the City of Naru from afar, moonlight sent long, wiry shadows across the hillside leading up to the towering… — John Forrester Copy Share Image
“Then it hit him. Something else had come with the storm besides rain, lightning, and thunder. Something that had blotted out the campfires and… — John Forrester Copy Share Image
“She coughed and inhaled a huge gulp of air and coughed again, a redness sweeping over her face. “It knocked my breath out… There… — John Forrester Copy Share Image
“Rikar turned and glowered at Nikulo, clenching his fists until they were red. “All this time… all this way getting here. Aurellia promised me… — John Forrester Copy Share Image
