Fantasy Meets Reality

I released the first book in my fantasy dragon series, He Walks with Dragons in April 2013.  Most of the books take place in Europe in the past.  For those of you who have read my books, you will remember that Draig went deep into the Earth to meet with his magic trainers.  When he met with Master Condatis, he was standing at the edge of a subterranean lake feeding pieces of bread to blind fish.  The other day, I learned that scientists have found cave fish in Europe for the first time ever.  According to the article, scientists believed it was impossible for cave fish to exist in Europe, even though I wrote a book 4 years ago, where I detailed there were cave fish thousands of years ago.  Does this make me a prophet?  Will people one day compare my book to books like 1984, where parts of the fiction become fact?  I don’t know, but here’s your chance to decide.

Here is the article:

 

Text from He Walks with Dragons, page 43:

One morning, as I entered the cavern to practice, Berecyntia was waiting there for me. As I approached, I could see that she was holding an orb of stone in her hand. When I reached her, she turned and tossed the orb against the cavern wall. There was a great rumbling and the rock that made up the wall began to crumble. As the rocks crumbled away, a great passage became exposed.

Berecyntia pointed to the passage, “New lessons await you; however, you cannot learn them here. You must follow that passage to learn them. Go now, and seek the new knowledge.”

I followed the new passage as it sloped downward into the distance and eventually opened into a huge cavern. Two thirds of the cavern was occupied by a large subterranean lake. Standing at the edge of the lake was a lone figure. He was tall and slender. His hair was bluish gray and his eyes were like sapphires. He was wearing a flowing blue robe with a white rope tied about the waist. He held a staff tipped with a large sapphire.

He spoke softly, “I am Condatis, master of the magic of the element of water. I will teach you the spells that deal with water.”

As I strolled up to the edge of the lake and stood next to Condatis, I saw that he was dropping bread crumbs in the water. There were several fish swimming near the shore and eating the crumbs that Condatis was dropping in the water. At closer examination, I noticed that they had no eyes. I had never seen fish with no eyes, so my curiosity was piqued.

I asked, “Master Condatis, I could not help but notice, why do these fish have no eyes?”

Condatis shrugged his shoulders, “These fish have lived here in this lake, deep beneath the earth, for more generations than I care to remember. There is only light in this cavern when we are here. Their ancestors had eyes once upon a time, but they have long since lost their eyes. Living in perpetual darkness there is no need for eyes. Do you understand?”

I stared at the fish for a few moments, “Yes, Master Condatis, I think I understand what you mean.”

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A Recent Review on Amazon

4-STAR REVIEW

It’s nice to take a break from the “fast paced” urban fantasies I’ve been delving into and get back to a more traditional type fantasy that I sincerely enjoy. He Walks With Dragons chronicles the adventures of a dragon (Draco) and his dragon rider (Draig), and yes, it does have tones of Tolkien (or Tolkien-esque influence), but that’s what makes it fun, right? 🙂

I’m not overly familiar with dragon fantasies, but I will say that He Walks With Dragons made me take notice. I loved how the author did not gloss over descriptions, nor did he fumble with these majestic magical animals.

I will say, that the beginning is a little hard to follow (hence the 4 rating), BUT, overall, the story is very rich and deep. You can tell Mr. Thornton did a lot of intricate world-building and added layers of history to bring this breathtaking world to life.

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Being compared to the likes of Tolkien is a great honor!

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What would Draig say about me, the author?

Draig says, “He put words in my mouth, but they were pretty good words.”

 

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There Be Dragons!

Watching the Rose Parade….and there he is…a magnificent dragon.  And he’s even holding a fiery orb in his right hand, just like Draig learns to do in my book, He Walks with Dragons…Happy New Year!

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Where Do I Get My Ideas

Well, for my dragon series, it started with a poem. The poem gave me the end of the first book in the series. I then had to go back and come up with a beginning, and then finally fill in between the beginning and the end…

With my sci-fi short stories I’m working on, I just get basic ideas that sound like they’d make a good story and I expand them out to short story link.

I also have ideas eventually in the works where I draw from life experience, which will include a book on gambling. I consider myself an expert on that, because I was a professional gambler at times in my life. I never got rich, but I made more gambling than if I had a 9-5 job at those times.

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How do I write?

I tend to be a planner. I start with an outline of where it starts and ends. While I tend to follow the outline, I can go off on tangents here and there. But my outline isn’t just an outline. While I plan my outline to be 8-10 pages, I get idea along the way that I write in, and so my outline can turn out to be 60-80 pages.

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A Dragon Poem

This is one of my dragon poems that influenced my book, He Walks with Dragons:

Touched by a Dragon

In the waning hours of darkness just before the dawn,
I stood upon the grassy glen just above the town.
I heard a noise behind me, a rustling in the trees,
A sound i’d not heard before, echoes from beyond.
I slowly approach the shadows, half afraid what I might find,
A dragon stood before me, I nearly lost my mind.
He sat and spoke so softly, was like music to my ears,
Telling tales of ancient times, promises of yet to come.
With a kind and gentle smile, his eyes affixed to mine,
He gently leaned in toward me, his hand upon my chest.
A fire grew within me, I thought that I would melt.
He spoke in some mystic tongue, which i had never heard.
I felt his words within me, swirling like a mist,
So sharp and clear they sounded, I thought they were my own.
“Wherest you go, my brother, i shall be there too;
For I am part of you, as you are part of me”.

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