SACRIFICE: Free Preview

Dear Readers,

I am giving the first half of my fantasy novel SACRIFICE for free.

“Gabriel is an ordinary fifteen-year-old boy, but since he touched the White Phoenix, he has found himself entangled in a war for the future of our universe. A war that has lasted millennia, since the origin of Space and Time.
Prepare to join him in his journey through a world of Light and Shadows, where Heaven and Hell are not what you have been told.

What would you be willing to sacrifice to save all of Creation?”

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I hope you will enjoy it!

HAVEN: Lore (30)

“The White Wizard was the healer among us. There was no wound she could not mend. Scars disappeared as she passed her pale fingers over them. Blood stopped pouring with a mere glance. Burnt skin, fractured bones, poisoned lungs… there was nothing that she could not fix. Sometimes I wonder if she would have been able to even resuscitate a corpse, if she had lived another century or two.”

 Wizard Maelog, Age of Magic

HAVEN: Lore (29)

“Breather: A rod the length of a hand and the width of a finger. Pressing both ends at the same time extends a membrane from the middle. If the user puts their mouth around the rod while also carefully covering their nose with the membrane, they will be able to breathe not only underwater, but through poisonous gases. We have tried to discover how the rod works, but we do not even know what the membrane is made of.

Estefa Macasli, An Investigation about the Artifacts of Haven

HAVEN: Lore (28)

“I went with my little sister, Florian, to the Miasma Forest. It was a gift she had requested; I’ve never been able to say no to those emerald eyes. We took twenty guards and enough breathers for us all. The dense vegetation blocked the sun and the perilous pollen filled the air with its mist. We turned around only when our father’s warning became true.”

 Lord Florious, Exploring the Unexplored

HAVEN: Lore (27)

“The Red Wizard commanded the elements with ease. I could manifest any artifact one could dream of, forging the sharpest of blades and the sturdiest armor with only my mind.  He could do the same, but with stone, wind, and water. I remember when he gave me a rainbow for my birthday, a few centuries ago, when we were still friends. I remember even better, however, the hurricane with which he ripped apart the wings of a dragon that dared to approach our temple.”

 Wizard Maelog, Age of Magic