Keeper of Light

By D A Avera

The light is gone. Darkness Reigns.

Merida has fallen into darkness. With the Keeper of Light dead, no one stood a chance against the Dragon King. Now a vapid wasteland, the darkness reaches across the kingdom, withering everything in its path. The heir to the Light Stone must fight to reclaim the kingdom from the Dragon King's darkness.

If Adreus takes his place as the Keeper of Light and wields the Light Stone, then maybe he can overcome the darkness once and for all.

But he's not the only one seeking its power.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Drew Avera
• Release date: Apr 8, 2023
• ISBN: 9798215901274

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Keeper of Light

KEEPER OF LIGHT

D A AVERA

CONTENTS

Keeper of Light

Thank You

KEEPER OF LIGHT

Darkness swept the area as Adreus darted between the giant spindles stretching toward the sky. The tendril-like spires of tree carcasses were reduced to claws gnarling into the nothingness above. The forest surrounding the nearby lakes was once enchanted, full of magic and wonderment, but now it was as dead as the souls of those consumed by the invading darkness.

Lifeless, just like the magic ensnaring the land.

There was a time when the small Lakes of Bonita were a haven for life. Now, they hardly twinkled under the dim sunlight.

He dared a peek at the barely glinting sun. Its rays struggled to break through the crimson haze choking the sky. He trembled from the mere thought of the evil that caused this destruction.

If even the heavens could lose their light, then what did that mean for Meridia?

A shiver ran down his spine. As above, so below, he thought.

Adreus moved with a purpose down the bank leading to the water. It was hot as a dragon’s breath and twice as humid. His journey westward was long, and he hoped the dark waters could at least cool him off, even if only for a moment.

He dipped his hands in. The water was hardly cold, but cooler than the ambient air around him. I’ll take it, he whispered before splashing some on his face. Adreus closed his eyes and muttered a quiet prayer. It was intended to be for protection, but he selfishly hoped the burden of what he came to do could be lifted from his shoulders.

Sadly, there was hardly faith