The Dark War is over. Betrayal, defeat and death forever accompany any mention of the battlefield known as Min Brock. The shining kingdom of Claire is no more. Any hint of rebellion is supressed by the constant drone that echoes throughout the land. The Oracles of the Council of Ebon forbid even mentioning the name of the King of Claire, on pain of death.
Yet in the night... a whisper comes.
The Council of Ebon encircle the Cauldron, their grotesque features shrouded in shadows. With voices like ice shards scraping against stone, they disclosed their dark prophesy.
War between the dark nation of Ebon and rebel forces is imminent. The Martyr’s Moon rises. The blood of a storyteller is spilled. Hope vanishes. Yet in night, the King of Claire whispers.
My parents split up when I was little. I'm not sure why. My mom never talks about it.
Whatever it was, it was bad enough to make my mom pack me up in the middle of the night when I was four years old and run to my Gran's condo in Jacksonville.
My mom got the condo after Gran died. From that time on all I had known my entire life was beach life.
Until four years ago.
Until my uncle found me.
A young boy. An old man. And a journey of the heart.
End of Summer is a poignant, literary novel that explores the mysteries of life, love and death through the eyes of a nine year old boy...interpreted by the man he grew to be.