Three Magic Tales (Dreamwood Tales)

Recollected under the theme of Magic, these three tales originally from volumes 1 and 2 of the Dreamwood Tales series were chosen to be the best platform for a consummate narrator to create an audiobook. That narrator's name is Jon Caruth. Each tale speaks of magic, exists in magical places, or turns on our heads our concepts of what is magic. The first, A Winter Crossing, contains the following: "In those times, when the sun would drop behind the ancient and broken mountains, the bridge became unfamiliar and cast a stifling pall on those who dared cross. Even to this day, it is said traversing the bridge alone at the end of a winter’s day is to invite frost demons. This is what adults tell each other. Then they laugh, and hoist mead or mulled wine in heavy mugs and whisper ‘fairy tales,’ at the oft-repeated warning. Yet their eyes dart and their tongues lick cracked lips and they share the secret conviction that perhaps labeling something a ‘fairy tale’ is not the same as labeling something untrue. " ------------- The second, True Dragon, contains the following: "Another swipe of the blade, and this time the dragon was too slow. A gash opened up on the right front leg. Dark fluid rushed out. Angered, the dragon whipped its plated tail out with a snap and swept the knight from behind, toppling him backwards. The man fell with a loud “Humph!” noise, that one could hear over the din of his metal. In pain, Arianwen, or Caswallon, leapt up and shoved its snout into the man’s face. “ENOUGH. Leave now and I will not eat you.” --------- The third, PRISM, contains the following: “Well, Blevins…” Mallow continued, “…he was laying on the ground, so naturally I figured he’d fallen asleep on watch. I was wrong. He was staring straight up at the sky, with his eyes wide open. But his eyes had become just whitened balls. The color, you know that circle around the little black hole? It were drained, gone. And his hair turned fully grey. When we went to sleep, Blevins had a healthy head of dark hair. “Then my horse keeled over, likewise dead. It were a chestnut-colored mare the night before. Only now it was mottled grey. It had the same whitened eyes.” “Good Gods,” Liam whispered. ----------- NOTE: if you already own Plague of Dreams or Splintered Dreams, you do not need this recollection. If you have NOT read either, then this is a quality introduction to those volumes. thanks for reading and be SURE to get the audiobook that will be made from this. Jon Caruth's voice will haunt and enthrall you.