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The Light of Ishram Coming November 8th!
The Thousand Years War has blasted the known worlds of man, elves, trolls and other
magical beings asunder, obliterating written and oral history. Mankind muddles
through a second Dark Age.
Healing of the races has begun, but the future of the reunited worlds hang in the balance.
The mysterious Light of Ishram must be rescued from the black witch, Urania Braith, before
it's destroyed and plunges eternity into chaos.
Theron Raurk of the Druid Council convinces the elf, Grig Dothrie, that he is the only
hope to save the world. They are accompanied on their journey by Rakell Taznakie, the village
idiot, Dannel, ten-year-old brother-in-law of Raurk, and the druid's wife, Lillith.
They must prevail over a world still reforming after a war so devastating that the survivors
no longer know who started it, fought in it, or what it was about. All they know is they must
overcome both natural and unnatural beings, vindictive spirits, and the evil that is Urania Braith.
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Reviews
"Nancy's vivid descriptions take you immediately to the magical world she's created—and you'll
want to stay as her memorable characters make their way on their adventurous journey and into your heart."
~ Karen Lynn Tunnell, Author of The Silver Rattle
"Nancy has created a world that is both fantastical and familiar, and she has filled it with characters
that live on even after the book ends. The conclusion will shock her readers as much as it shocks this
magical world she has allowed us to be a part of."
~ Roy Jeffords, 2010 Emerging Writer Award Winner, author of Ozymandias
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From the book:
Rakell Taznakie pounded on the elf's door loud enough to wake the dead and then ran off,
blithering like the imbecile everyone knew him to be.
In fact, the racket had woken the dead. That damnable skeleton clan, the one Grig had
taken such pains to tuck under the stairway, refused to go back into their closet no
matter what he did. "I only keep you thieving blokes about to help with chores," he
yelled. "So, do what you're told!"
About the time Grig thought he had the blighters rounded up, Taznakie came back,
screeching more gibberish.
"Go away!" The elf launched a searing bolt of blue flame toward the village moron.
"Just rewards to you." He shook his fist in the air.
But Grig's aim went astray and his skeleton clan ignited on the spot. They ran hither
and yon like torches with legs. He managed to douse the whole lot of them with a shower
of conjured rain, but not before they set his beautiful tree house on fire.
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Welcome to the land that books built.
At the age of eight, I discovered the school library and became an avid reader. Science Fiction and
Fantasy became my favorite genres as a young adult,
but I still read nearly everything I get my hands on, including the labels on cereal boxes.
The Light of Ishram came about as a result of my son, Jason's, fourth grade English assignment.
He had to write a short story with the aid of a parent, and the characters of Grig Dothrie and
Theron Raurk were born. Twenty-plus years later, after many modifications, hair pulling, and a
huge learning curve, the short story has become an epic tale. My second book, The Tower of
Babel is under construction.
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Jason in the fourth grade
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I devote my time to reading, writing, and crafts. I live with my husband and the current
feline princess of the household, Marble.
So, do you like magic? Worlds where druids, elves, dwarves, and dragons roam? Then check out
The Light of Ishram, a novel with a surprising twist.
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You can email me at
NKH@NancyKHarmon.com
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