Thursday, 31 March 2016

New Review The Legend Of Heliodor: The Crystal Spirits

 
I have recently purchased this novel and found it absolutely delightful and worthy of the read. The story begins and you soon find yourself immersed in the fantasy realm of Clive Culverhouse's world of crystals and majik, where the young child Kyan is born to the parents of Galena and her mate Celestine. I found the storyline easy to follow and it soon takes you through a world of mystery and legend and before long you find yourself swept away by the tale Mr. Culverhouse writes about - one that makes you almost feel like you are actually there in the real world of his majikal books. I would say that I read through the novel in more or less four or five days of marathon reading - I couldn't put the book down! And when I did awake back into the real world, I found myself needing to actually take some time to stretch my legs after having spent a great deal of my day engrossed inside the tale. Clive Culverhouse is an amazing Author and this book is worthy of five stars and I look forward to finding more of his novels to include in my literary library... Good-luck my friend in this literary world of great writers coming into the world of Fantasy, I hope the next one I find from you is as beautifully written as this one. Until we meet again, thanks for everything! 



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Tuesday, 29 March 2016

FREE STORY - The Seller




FREE STORY

Taken from

The Legend Of Heliodor: Tales From The Realm 


The Seller


Finally the door opened and a busy mother juggling a crying baby and a milk feeder was huffing and puffing in the doorway.
                “Sorry to bother you, kind Madam, but I have with me to sell a fine set of…”
                “Oh, Sir, I have no time but thank you for taking the trouble to call.” The lady then pushed the door shut as the baby wailed.
                That was the last house in that small row. The seller walked along a clearing. There was another small row of houses a bit further along but between the rows was a narrow path that led up a slight incline to a large house. It looked dark and unlived in. The seller walked past towards the next row of houses but stopped and turned. You never know, he thought to himself, the way his luck was going, the one house he misses out would be the one house where he would have made a sale.
                The path was very overgrown with weeds trying to reach from one edge to the other. It looked like a path that hadn’t been walked along for a long time. The house was large and impressive despite the run down appearance.
                The seller wearily knocked and sighed expecting he had just wasted his time again. The door creaked open. Inside was too dark to make anything out. A waft of stale air was released and an old man lurked in the shadows, not venturing too far into the doorway.
                “Sorry to bother you, kind Sir, but I have with me to sell a fine set of cutlery knives and forks.” The seller forced a smile and held out a knife and fork with a black cloth underneath. The polished silver contrast well against the dark background and they looked stunning. “As you can see, kind Sir, these are quality silver and with a gemstone inlaid at the top of the handles, would be a lovely treasure for the dining table.”
                The old man didn’t speak but stared intently at the cutlery held before him while still remaining within the shadows.
                “I can see you are interested in the pieces I hold for they are part of a larger set. I have them in my bag if you would allow me to show them to you.” The seller was beginning to think his luck might change as he took the set from his shoulder bag while the old man inside watched quietly. “As you can see, kind Sir, each handle is adorned with a different sparkling gem. A set to behold that would brighten up any table. Dine like the King, I jest you not, for these are high quality instruments.”
                The old man certainly seemed interested and even started to venture further into the doorway to take a closer look. He still hadn’t said a word, just looking intently. Then he backed away a little. The silence was getting awkward but still he stood with the door open and still he couldn’t take his eyes off the jewelled cutlery. The seller didn’t want to appear rude but he needed an answer.
                “Why Sir, I know that this would be quite a purchase and I can see that you are keen,” the seller said as he put the set back into his shoulder bag leaving out the one he showed first, “So I’ll say that just for you, kind Sir, I could call back tomorrow, I’m only at the tavern by the market and this will give you some time. I don’t usually call back but for you, well you seem as though you are wanting these lovely pieces.” The seller put the knife and fork away and turned to go. When he was halfway down the path, he heard the door close behind him.
                The next day the seller returned to the large house and knocked again on the door. It opened and the old man lurked inside.
                “Good morning, kind Sir, I have called back as promised to discuss the fine quality cutlery set I showed you yesterday.” The seller stood in hope as the man inside stood to the side as if giving permission to come in. This was very promising, the seller thought, the old man is obviously very keen.
                As the seller went into the house he could see that it was dusty, old and dark. He followed the man to a sitting room where he was gestured to a chair. The chairs looked as though they hadn’t been sat in for a long time and a plume of dust clouded the stale air as he sat. The old man loitered with his usual silence.
                “Well allow me to show you the set again, properly this time,” the seller said as he got them out of his shoulder bag, “And yes, kind Sir, you may hold and inspect them if you wish.” He placed them on a low table by the chair.
                The old man moved close and gazed at the gems in the cutlery, he looked very interested indeed.
                “I don’t mind telling you, it’s nice to be with someone who knows quality when he sees it.” The seller sat back in the chair, “In fact if I’m honest it’s nice to talk to somebody. Being a seller I see a lot of people but it’s a very lonely life. The number of doors I get closed in my face,” he mused as the old man examined the cutlery, “I travel from town to town, settlement to settlement… it’s not an easy living I can tell you. I like the travelling though; ever since I lost my wife… wasn’t able to stay in my house, and then even the small town I am from seemed too painful to remain. So I started selling door to door and travelling around. Been all over Heliodor, met a lot of people, never actually talk properly to anyone though. I appreciate the time you are giving me now.” The seller rested his head back on the cushioned chair as the old man let him speak freely. “I sell all kinds of things, really, found this set of knives and forks in Travertine out east of the flatlands.”
                The old man broke his stare of the cutlery and looked at the seller, then returned to peruse the gems set in the handles.
                “Be sad to see these beautiful specimens go but they will be a nice addition to your table, kind Sir, and then I’ll find something else to sell.”
                The seller sat for a long time just talking and relaxing. The old man let him talk and so he spoke for ages in a way that he had never done so before. But it was getting late and the seller realised that he must be going.
                The old man hadn’t uttered a single word the whole time he had been there and all he had done was look at the cutlery set with interest, but despite his looking, the seller was still no nearer to a sale. The seller remained a while longer.
                “You’re not going to buy this cutlery set are you Sir,” the seller said after a long silence, “You certainly seem interested but you aren’t wanting these fine pieces are you,”  he continued but he didn’t feel disappointed, “You know it’s strange but it doesn’t matter, you have allowed me to speak like I have never spoken before. I feel a lot better after talking to you. You haven’t said anything but that’s alright because, kind Sir, you have listened, and you have heard my story without judgement or dispute. I thank you, kind Sir; you have made me feel so much better.”
                The seller packed up his cutlery set, bid the old man a fond farewell and left, heading for the tavern he had been staying at.
                That night the seller sat on a stool at the bar of the tavern and enjoyed a tankard of strong ale. He felt better than he had done for a long time.
                “Busy day?” The landlord asked as he dried a tankard or two.
                “I’ve had a very good day,” the seller replied as he took a gulp of the ale, “Been up at the big old house, the one with the overgrown path between the rows of houses just past the market,” he added.
                The landlord stopped what he was doing and looked at the seller. A few others in the tavern who had heard him also stopped and looked up.
                “Yes, been talking away to the old man that lives there.” The seller said.
                “The old man that lives there,” began the landlord as others were looking towards them, “Yes a skilled old man, metal worker you know, he once made a fine quality set of cutlery out of pure silver and inlaid the handles with a gemstone.”
                The seller almost spat out his ale.
                “He lost his wife and then in the same week he was robbed and the cutlery set was stolen, soon after that he killed himself in that big house. Been dead must be twenty years or so.” The landlord stated as all in the tavern were looking at the seller. “Let me get you another ale, you look as though you need it.”




If you liked this story then read more in Tales From The Realm





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Monday, 21 March 2016

Fairy Tales, Folklore Fantasy Fiction


Teen / young adult fairy tales, folklore, legends and mythology

So now my second ebook is published and ready for you to download on Amazon Kindle. It's a collection of short stories of fairy tales and folklore set in the Realm of Heliodor from the distant past. Tales of witches, wizards and ghosts, of dragons and giants and of course crystalmasters and Fire-Slayers.

I had great fun writing the stories, some in verse and some in prose and I used different formats to tell the stories. The Herkimer Letters is a story told by a series of letters between two people. The Weeping Death is an account retold by the teller.

I have my favourites among them. I particularly like Graal the Troll. I was laying in bed trying to get to sleep, I was struggling to switch off. It was late and it felt like the rest of the world had gone to sleep except me. Suddenly from out of nowhere came the idea for Graal the Troll. I started thinking of the words and I had to get up and dive for a pen and paper. It's true that some things just 'come' to you. I wrote out most of Graal the Troll there and then. 

In many of the stories there are deeper meanings and messages. Messages of caution, trust, the importance of talking, respect for others and belonging. I'll leave you to work out what message is in what story.

I hope the stories will entertain, amuse and maybe stir an emotion or two and I hope they are enjoyed as much as I enjoyed writing them.





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Friday, 18 March 2016

Tales From The Realm


The Legend of Heliodor

Tales From The Realm 



NOW AVAILABLE





Paranormal ~ Magic ~ Sorcery ~ Fantasy
From the ancient Realm of Heliodor, a magical faraway world, come 20 short stories in verse and prose.
The stories, fairy tales, folklore and myths have entertained the people of Heliodor for generations, passed down and retold they are now compiled into this captivating collection. Tales of Crystalmasters, Fire-Tongue Dragons, Fire-Slayers, Ghosts, Witches, Wizards, Trolls, Giants and many more now come to life for the people of our world to discover and enjoy.
Enchanting stories suitable for older children, teens, young adults and beyond.



The Hag’s Tale

The Ghost of Widow Pearl

The Old Witch of Bornite

Test of the Four Crystalmasters

The Dragon Wars

The Adventures of Azurite

The Herkimer Letters

Dialogue in a lonely place

Graal the Troll

The Toymaker’s Son

The Fire-Tongues

The Weeping Death

The Seller

The Jester’s Secret

The Messenger

The Giant’s Trees

The Uki

The Five Wizards

The Swordmasters

Skryjaad the Flame










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Tuesday, 15 March 2016

Short Stories Announced



MAGIC & SORCERY FANTASY FICTION

Short stories in verse and prose

Stories        Folklore        Fairy Tales


COMING SOON



NEW RELEASE OF THE STORY TITLES

The Hag’s Tale
The Ghost of Widow Pearl
The Old Witch of Bornite
Test of the Four Crystalmasters
The Dragon Wars
The Adventures of Azurite
The Herkimer Letters
Dialogue in a lonely place
Graal the Troll
The Toymaker’s Son
The Fire-Tongues
The Weeping Death
The Seller
The Jester’s Secret
The Messenger
The Giant’s Trees
The Uki
The Five Wizards
The Swordmasters
Skryjaad the Flame






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