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This is the first story I published for the Génãrō universe.
It originally started as a back story in the main book but it took on a life on its own.
I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it.
On the world of Génãrō, deep in the heart of its vast swamp, Taren Fairwater finds himself lost and alone on his Waterhog. (A single engine Waterbike) With night fast approaching and a storm bearing down on him and his compass broken, he must find shelter off the mirror black waters and the creatures that live beneath it or he won’t survive the night. His journey of survival will lead him to discover a secret that has lain dormant deep in the heart of the swamp for a thousand years, and a letter addressed to whomsoever finds it with an interesting request.
Such a good read.
Very easy to read, lovely story thats easy to get drawn into. Such an engaging story. Looking forward to the authors next piece.
5 star review. Andy George
This is a fantastic book! A must-read for young adults. I highly recommend!
5 star review. Amazon Books.
This story draws you in right from the first sentence. The story unfolds at a fast pace that kept me turning pages.
4 star review. Dawn
Work In Progress
A lot has happened since Taren’s adventure, Lost in the Swamp.
Shortly after Taren’s return, Arlon, his adoptive father was killed protecting Taren from a Zagaroth. Taren who was gravely injured during the attack found the will to make the gruelling three day trip back to Lorn with the body of Arlorn in their crippled boat. Once Taren recovered from his wounds, packed what little processions he had onto his Waterhog’s saddlebags and rode off into the heart of the great swamp, fleeing the guilt from those who blamed him for Arlorn’s death.
Five years on, Taren’s guilt has not abated, but has found some consolation in a wild Teebit cub he rescued shortly after returning to the place he now calls home. (Read, Lost in the Swamp.) The Teebit has grown into a fearsome specimen but despite its ferocious appearance a bond has grown between them.
Taren still longs to know where he came from and who his family were. The only clue to his past is the necklace found with him when he was left on the orphanage steps in Gwell. The only place that may know is the Highland Temple library. Its archives go back well before the fall. But that would mean leaving the safety of his home, and nothing, not even his curiosity could pry him away from his solitary life. But the longer he stays there the
. A necklace that even with all his searching is no closer to finding the answer to the one question that has haunted him all his life days discovering the wonders the swamp has to offer, or spends rainy days or his evenings by the open fire pouring over the extensive collection of books and annals left behind by those that have gone before. But even through all this, there is on question that haunts his mind, the question that no amount of searching can uncover,
…Who am I
All this changes when late one stormy night a woman washes up on Taren’s doorstep bearing the mark of the Highland Temple, her only words in her fleeting moment of consciousness.
“Is the princess alive?”