Author: Palmer Pickering
Publisher: Mythology Press
Genre: Adult Fantasy/Science-Fiction
"The path to power is cloaked in shadows, so if you avoid all the shadows, you'll never learn anything."
It’s 2090: the last outpost of freedom is the
moon, the best defense against technology is magic, and the only hope for
humankind rests in the hands of the Star Children.
Twins Cassidy and Torr must save Earth from a
ruthless enemy at a time when the only force more powerful than alien technology
is magic. Moon Deeds launches the siblings' journey across the galaxy, where
they must learn their power as the Star Children, claim their shamanic heritage,
and battle dark forces that threaten humankind.
The Star Children Saga follows Cassidy and Torr
as they slowly awaken to their destiny as the twin Star Children, born every
millennium to reconnect with the source of all life. They come to discover the
sheer enormity of their task: to find our ancestors on a lost planet across the
galaxy and save humanity from a spiraling descent into darkness. The powers
they must wield to accomplish this task are truly frightening and put at risk
everything they love.
Come along with twenty-year-old twins Cassidy
and Torr, who inherited deeds to land parcels on the moon. They want to use
their moon deeds to get off Earth and escape a brutal dictatorship. But first they
must unlock their shaman powers.
A rollicking yet poignant adventure in the not
too distant future, when we have colonized the moon and nearly lost Earth to a
dictatorship. Only the shamans remain free, plus the lucky ones who escaped to
the moon.
Join the adventure! An
addictive space opera, science-fantasy series.
Book Information
Release Date: May 25, 2019
Publisher: Mythology
Press
Soft Cover: ISBN:
978-1732568808; 598 pages; $21.99; E-Book, $.99;
Audiobook, FREE.
Book Trailer: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xt13Js_M-P4
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Excerpt:
Chapter 2 - Miramar
San Diego California,
Western Free States, planet Earth
July 9, 2090
Something was not right with the air. There was a crackling
that Torr could only sense when he stopped breathing. An intermittent wave of
whispering, skin-tingling static. He lay on the platform inside the shadows of
the cement bunker and stared through his rifle scope at the Shaman’s Shield.
For three years the cloud barrier had stood between the Western Free States and
the Tegs. Torr had joined the Gaia United rebels at the southern border two
years ago, facing the massive wall every day. It soared up into the sky as
though it were a towering marble cliff or a plunging waterfall, five miles
high, stretching east to west far as the eye could see, shimmering like water
but solid as stone. As far as anyone could tell, it was a cumulonimbus cloud
made of ash from the volcanic mountains, held together by an unknown shamanic
magic. The scientists called it an electromagnetic force field, of a sort no
one had ever seen before. At its peak, the wall curved overhead, sealing them
in from above in a thick cloud cover. But today the southern wall had receded
from its normal position, exposing flat desert scrubland and skeletal bushes
coated in ash. Since dawn, dark, vertical shadows had appeared at the base of
the wall, as though some giant creature had attacked it overnight with long, jagged
claws.
Torr crawled forward and poked his head out through the open
front of the bunker half-buried in the hillside, and peered up at the sky. The
cloud barrier overhead still appeared intact; the sky was gray and gloomy as
ever, though it smelled like a storm was brewing. He pulled himself back inside
and settled down behind his gun, tightening its bipod and adjusting the sand
bag under the butt of the rifle. He inhaled deeply, held in his breath for
three seconds, then exhaled and held it out for three seconds, hoping the
breathing exercise would stop his cheek from twitching. It hadn’t bothered him
in months—now his left cheek was spasming non-stop. He could not shoot with it
jittering like that.
Inhale one two three.
Exhale one two three.
He glanced over his right shoulder at Reina, propped up on her elbows on the plywood platform between him and the cement wall. She was staring through her spotting scope. Her TAFT stood on its bipod next to her, loaded and ready to mow down Tegs should they come streaming across the plain. Torr wanted to die before she did; he didn’t think he could bear to watch her suffer, or see her dead eyes staring up at him. It was a selfish thing to wish, but he wished it anyway. Bobby, on the other hand, lying on the platform to his left—two hundred pounds of solid muscle—he wouldn’t mind dying before Bobby. Torr would lean into him as he died, and Bobby would tell him everything was going to be all right, even though they both knew it wasn’t.
About the Author
She currently works in Silicon Valley in the gaming industry and high tech. In addition, Palmer holds a certificate in Chinese Acupressure, is a certified solar panel installer, and studied Tibetan Buddhism with the 14th Dalai Lama.
She lives and writes in the magical redwood forest of the Santa Cruz Mountains, California.
Her
latest book is the scifi fantasy for adults, Moon
Deeds: Star Children Saga Book One.
You can visit her website at www.MythologyPress.com
or connect with her on Twitter, Facebook, Instagram and Pinterest.
Palmer Pickering is giving away one autographed copy of Moon Deeds and one autographed copy of her sequel, Light Fighters!
Terms & Conditions:
- By entering the giveaway, you are confirming you are at least 18 years old.
- Two winners will be chosen via Rafflecopter to receive one autographed copy of Moon Deeds and one autographed copy of the sequel, Light Fighters.
- This giveaway ends midnight October 28.
- Winner will be contacted via email on October 29.
- Winner has 48 hours to reply.
Good luck everyone!
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