Part of Series
Provoked by Kearney and the hunters of Loughran, Phelan hires warriors from across the outland sea. Mercenaries from the Tradelands descend on the archipelago, brandishing fear as they execute the wicked vision of their masters. The Guild’s reprisals strike without remorse, sparing no one, Morgen least of all. Imprisoned once again in the Governors’ Hall, he awaits his death. In the mountains of the Mirror, dragons return with the spring, impaled by arrows, wings torn to white bone. Bound to the dragons and the Belonging they embody, Conall and Torin fly for the islands of the western sea. Left behind in Taran Leigh, Treasa dreams of Conall’s death, her visions as certain as the change of moons. In the epic conclusion of Eye of Sun, forces from both sides of the sea converge on the Arran Archipelago for a final reckoning. Skyriders of Taran Leigh and the Mirror join with the hunters of Loughran, Endellion archers, and daring skimmers for a last stand. The trap is set and not all will survive.
Author
I didn’t care for reading as a child – I preferred Bonanza and Beverly Hillbillies reruns, Saturday morning cartoons and the Ed Sullivan show. Then one day, I opened a book titled The Hobbit. Tolkien … literally changed my life. I love to write. It’s a luxury I never expected I’d have time for – life got in the way. You know how that goes – kids, work, chores… sleep. I worked for 18 years in business where amassing coin was the all-consuming objective. It required huge amounts of time and mental energy. And for me personally, it was soul-slaying. Then on September 11, 2001 two planes flew into the World Trade Center. I was working in Connecticut, about 2 hours from ground zero, and remember sitting in a conference room, watching the second tower fall. That tragedy initiated a process of redefinition for me, an evaluation of what was vital and important. Life felt short and precarious, and I started to wonder if it was time to do something that actually mattered. I began to write.
