The Young One

Philip Rangel

Description

Mythit (myth-it) A magical creature, slender, about three feet tall, covered in brightly colored fur. The strands of hair on their heads gather energy from sunlight like leaves on a tree. Slanted, glowing eyes see the world in aural display. Mythits are the key to magic in the land of Lyre. A Mythit-bound wizard can create magic far surpassing the other Spinners and Casters in Lyre.
The land of Lyre is changing. For a thousand seasons magic has been bound. The Mythits, hidden within the enchanted forest of Mirshol, are waiting. Sunder, once the Mythit companion of the greatest mage in Lyre, finds January of Window. Magic once more explodes across the face of Lyre.
Melody, the immortal daughter of the evil wizard Dagdor, has waited for the magic to return. As the land awakens to power, her long awaited plans for revenge unfold. Now is the time to strike!
Lyndsy, a child of the were, the werewolf race of the northlands, finds January on Blood Plain. An evil band of dark Mythits has been sent to Mirshol to slay the Mythits of Light. Together, they vanquish a band of evil creatures under the control of Melody.
Flower, the Mythit daughter of Sunder and Jasmine, has an idea. There is nothing more dangerous in all of Lyre than a Mythit with an idea. She decides to follow January and Lyndsy.
This is the story of January, Lyndsy, and the Mythit named Flower. Join them as they travel the realm of Lyre warning the leaders of the land of the coming darkness and the battle that threatens them all.

Sujets

• Fantasy (canción de Mariah Carey)
• Magic: el encuentro
• Cleric
• Werewolf
• Wizard
• Aura
• Magic
• Fiction
• Dragon
• Fantasy

Informations

• Publié par: Archway Publishing
• Date de parution: 12 juillet 2023
• Nombre de lectures: 0
• EAN13: 9781665740524
• Langue: English
• Poids de l'ouvrage: 1 Mo

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THE WIZARD AND THE WHITE WOLF SAGA
THE YOUNG ONE
Through The Eyes Of Children
BOOK I
PHILIP RANGEL
 

Copyright © 2023 Philip Rangel.
 
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This is a work of fiction. All of the characters, names, incidents, organizations, and dialogue in this novel are either the products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously.
 
 
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ISBN: 978-1-6657-4050-0 (sc)
ISBN: 978-1-6657-4051-7 (hc)
ISBN: 978-1-6657-4052-4 (e)
 
Library of Congress Control Number: 2023905012
 
 
 
Archway Publishing rev. date: 07/10/2023
CONTENTS
Acknowledgments
Map
Prologue
CHAPTER 1 Jan uary
CHAPTER 2 Moonl ight
CHAPTER 3 Benj amin
CHAPTER 4 Talking to Your self
CHAPTER 5 A Piece of Pas t: 1
CHAPTER 6 The B lack
CHAPTER 7 Following Footpr ints
CHAPTER 8 Three Gems
CHAPTER 9 A Piece of Pas t: 2
CHAPTER 10 Those Who Hold V igil
CHAPTER 11 S taff
CHAPTER 12 Culture C lash
CHAPTER 13 Terror T rail
CHAPTER 14 A Good Sp irit
CHAPTER 15 Sama ntha
CHAPTER 16 The Bow of M yril
CHAPTER 17 Posse ssed
CHAPTER 18 Slim Ch ance
CHAPTER 19 A Piece of Pas t: 3
CHAPTER 20 You Do Me H onor
CHAPTER 21 He Wouldn’t Tak e It!
CHAPTER 22 D emon!
CHAPTER 23 Heat
CHAPTER 24 The Scepter of L ight
CHAPTER 25 Kiss?
CHAPTER 26 Pack Leaders and Those Who Walk A lone
CHAPTER 27 That’s My Little Girl
CHAPTER 28 Prop hesy
CHAPTER 29 Flower Wants to Know!
CHAPTER 30 Battle of the Knights Alli ance
CHAPTER 31 Who Understands What Children Sing?
CHAPTER 32 Demons Be Da mned!
CHAPTER 33 Insecuri ties
CHAPTER 34 Gembol Sl ayer
CHAPTER 35 The Dance of the F irst
CHAPTER 36 Moonlight and Jan uary
CHAPTER 37 A Piece of Pas t: 4
CHAPTER 38 The Old C urse
CHAPTER 39 Wi ndow
CHAPTER 40 Jan’s a Wi zard!
CHAPTER 41 Watchm aker
CHAPTER 42 Take Me, Sir, Be Ge ntle!
CHAPTER 43 I Know!
CHAPTER 44 Before the Leaves Turn Gold
CHAPTER 45 A Piece of Pas t: 5
CHAPTER 46 Reflec tion

 
 
 
 
 
BOOKS FROM THE LAND OF LYRE
THE WIZARD AND THE WHITE WOLF SAGA
THROUGH THE EYES OF CHILDREN
BOOK I THE YOUNG ONE
BOOK II LITTLE MOTHER
THROUGH THE EYES OF WISDOM
BOOK I MYTHITS AND DRAGONS
BOOK II THE VOW
IN THE NAME OF SONG
BOOK I THE BLOOD
BOOK II THE SCEPTER
BOOK III THE MASTER OF TIME
 
ALL NOVELS BY PHILIP RANGEL CAN BE FOUND IN AMAZON BOOKS

 
 
 
 
 
FOR MY CHILDREN…
ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
Patricia A McKillip, Stephen R Donaldson, Frank Herbert, Hickman & Weis, Tanith Lee, Michael Moorcock, Anne McCaffery, Heinlein, Terry Brooks, Marion Zimmer Bradley, Jean M Auel, Jo Clayton, Janet Kagan (My Tailkinker), JK Rowling, and of course, JRR Tolkien—thank you.
Recently, my wife and daughters have introduced me to a new addiction. I would like to add Nora Roberts, Seanan McGuire, my homegirl Patricia Briggs, and the incomparable Sarah J Maas.
I don’t know what I would do without you.


PROLOGUE
927TH SEASON OF THE REIGN OF THE KINGS
T he bonfire cast fourteen shadows on the dust-coated plain. Benjamin, Seer of Lake Town, He Who Sees All, stared in silence at the figures before him. Thirteen children whispered among themselves as a single figure entered the circle of light. Benjamin’s dark blue eyes widened in surprise. A white wolf pulled an impossibly huge bundle of sticks to the fire and came to a panting halt.
Moonlight calmed her nerves and changed shape. The snapping of bones and the crackle of fire, oddly similar in sound, silenced the whispered laughter and derogatory comments of the other children. She finished the change and added her contribution of wood to the fire. Ignoring the other children, she turned and approached He Who Sees All. In total awe of the only human present, Moonlight stared at his feet and nervously offered a respectful bow.
Benjamin watched as the skinny albino wereling turned and walked away. She did not join the others. Taking a place to one side, she turned back to him and crossed her slim white arms across her flat chest. Her expressionless gaze changed not at all as crude comments and laughter were cast in her direction. Benjamin sighed and shook his head. Human or were, it did not matter, kids would be kids.
The werelings quieted as He Who Sees All gazed up at the full moon. His memory played over his past. This was the thirty-seventh time he had made this journey. However, the ancient memory of his ancestors held 958 midwinter nights on the lifeless dust of Blood Plain. Almost one thousand seasons ago, his direct antecedent, the Seer of the North, had been blessed by Myril the White. The high cleric had instilled his own countless seasons of memory into the old seer. Knowing his own mind and being personally familiar with the gift of sight , he charged Benjamin’s lineage with the duty of witness to the Vow of Blood Plain.
Benjamin blinked away from the lure of exploring picture memories of the past. He faced the werelings and raised his right hand. “Nine hundred and fifty-eight seasons have passed since your forefathers first spoke the Vow of Blood Plain. I am He Who Sees All. I am your witness. I stand before the Creator and acknowledge with pride that the were are faithful. In almost one thousand seasons, not a single were has reached puberty and failed to take the Vow.”
Benjamin held his left hand forward and beckoned to the children. One at a time, they came to him and knelt. One at a time, he accepted their vows. Benjamin noticed as he listened to the verses that the small albino girl waited in the background as the rest of the children stood before him.
Moonlight watched the other whelps as they took the Vow. When they were all finished, she approached He Who Sees All. As she came to a stop and trembled before him, her father’s words came back to her: Take the Vow very seriously, daughter. In a few hundred seasons, we devastated humankind in the northlands. The great wizards could have destroyed us. The were could be but a fairy tale to scare little children. They did not. For whatever reason, the wizards found good in us. They took from us the horrible curse that almost destroyed us. We no longer change shape from human to demon. Our natural change is now human to wolf. For the grace that we have been given, we now swear to protect humankind.
For over nine hundred seasons, our people have stood guard over the evils of Vain. Prophesy says that, one day, our probation will be over. One day, the Creator will not require our vows. One day, we will be accepted into his fold as one of his own. Who knows? Perhaps you, my Moonlight, will play a part in the salvation of our people.
Benjamin watched the white wereling tremble as she dropped to her knees. He nodded approval and listened to her words.
“I will go,
I will fight,
I will die—”
Without warning, the sight came full upon him. Benjamin watched this small child of the were in a battle with a woman dressed in red silk wraps. This young albino werewoman, in perhaps four seasons, fought with an ancient ivory staff. Her opponent wielded a staff capped with a razor-sharp, platinum disk. Their skill was so great Benjamin could barely discern the staves as they blurred through the air. Cut, bruised, and bleeding, both women staggered in exhaustion.
A man dressed in black silks with a ruby-studded armband stood in the background. He was being restrained by a huge she-bear. Green eyes glittering, he too watched in helpless frustration as the duel continued.
Moonlight recited the words of the Vow. She glanced up at He Who Sees All and almost faltered as his eyes turned bright yellow. She squeezed her eyes closed, suddenly terrified, and desperately fought to control her trembling. Voice quaking, she clasped her hands to her thighs and spoke her vow.
Benjamin watched this child of the were stand back. Both women circled as they took each other’s measure. As the scene circled, the small albino woman attacked. Her ivory staff blurred through the air and knocked the staff from her opponent’s hands.
Benjamin’s perspective changed until he viewed the scene as if he stood behind the woman dressed in red. In his vision he gazed directly into the werewoman’s bright magenta eyes. He could see that she had been crying. She answered the red-clad woman and turned her head. Benjamin followed her line of sight and saw what he had missed before.
Moonlight spoke the final words of the Vow of Blood Plain. She hesitantly looked back up. He Who Sees All now looked down at her with a gentle smile. His eyes were back to their normal dark blue. Sniffing his scent, she foun