What was the inspiration behind Ice Trekker? I'm guest blogger chez Lady Rosalie, top-selling author of the popular Chronicles of Caleath series.
She was my first editor at MuseItUp, for Ice Trekker as well, and so it's a particular treat to be there. Click here to read the full article.
Meanwhile, to whet your appetite further, here are the opening paragraphs of Ice Trekker. Young Midge has just arrived in Siegfried Harbour, looking for a job ...
She was my first editor at MuseItUp, for Ice Trekker as well, and so it's a particular treat to be there. Click here to read the full article.
Meanwhile, to whet your appetite further, here are the opening paragraphs of Ice Trekker. Young Midge has just arrived in Siegfried Harbour, looking for a job ...
Chapter One: Welcome to Krønagar
“Hide!” hissed the old sailor,
eyes white with fear. He slithered across the icy decking and burrowed into a tangle
of fishing nets lying on the dock.
Midge turned his face upward. The navy
night sky turned green, laced with purple and orange like oil in water. “What
is it?” he asked, ducking into the doorway of a battered wooden boathouse. A rippling
movement swept over his head in a giant tidal wave of light. He held his breath
as though he were being sucked under water.
“Skythons!” came the terrified reply. “You
gets them in Krønagar. But never seen ’em so big before. Horrible things.
Horrible!”
Midge stared upward to watch a shimmering snake-like
pattern weave and twist across the sky. The effect of long, rippling muscles
struck him as so strange and beautiful that he forgot to feel afraid as he gazed
at the shifting colours.
“They mean bad luck,” howled the sailor,
arm over his eyes.
Up in the cold
sky, colours still shimmered. “Surely it’s just superstitious nonsense?” Midge
said, still staring. “They can’t be real. Just a trick of the light.” He couldn’t
drag his eyes away from the sight as the shape swooped toward the dark line of
mountains, arched up, over, and back toward where he stood on the little jetty.
He jolted as he thought he saw a giant violet eye, bloodshot and terrible,
staring right at him.
It was so close he could see it gleam.
It was so close he could see it gleam.
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Find out more about icy Krønagar, its myths and monsters, on the companion website here.
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