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English > Spanish: Book translation - Children's fantasy - 80,728 words

Children's fantasy.
80,728 words


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P r o l o g u e

Beneath the sentinel of Libra, in the season when Cephius and Cassiopeia reign in the Northern skies, a full moon cast evidence of its borrowed brilliance onto the surface of a nearly frozen lake. A light snow had begun to fall, reflecting a pale blue irradiance over the desolate landscape of Mount Wren, a foothill just south of the Castle Dejermaine
At precisely the hour of four A.M., Richter Van Everly was jolted from his slumber by what he had imagined to be the sharp point of a needle jabbing him gently in the back of his neck. He pressed a hand on the spot where he had felt the disturbing sensation, but found nothing to indicate serious injury.
Fully aroused and unable to return to his sleep, Van Everly arose from his slumber, peered out the window at a wintry scene and decided just then to indulge in a predawn stroll.
After scanning the snow-mantled sculpting of the barren terrain surrounding his austere cottage on the mount, Van Everly ventured lakeside, becoming lost in thought as he journeyed forth.
A former seminarian and sometime archeologist, he had discontinued his studies in order to contemplate the mystery of this strange place into which he had stumbled early in his career. Perhaps, he thought, stumble was not the appropriate word. It seemed more likely that he had been lured here by some power beyond the ordinary perception of men and, having arrived, he had been unable to find his way back.
Van Everly stood near the lake’s edge and continued to contemplate his past
He knew that Dejermaine stood ankle deep in tradition and, where the gathering winds had etched its history indelibly in stone, it had also jealously harbored its most fundamental secret.
It had seemed at first to be an enchanted place, entirely removed from the context of ordinary life. It had seemed remote and beyond the reach of the more scintillating waves of change, selectively absorbing this and that from the outside and weaving them guardedly into its general texture, incorporating them into its individual character and style. In this place, civilization did not seek to overwhelm.
Now, beyond his brilliant season and well into his venerable years, VanEverly had come to know all too well that the apparent serenity of the place had been an illusion. Further investigation had revealed sinister origins and time’s passage seemed to drift upon a subtle undercurrent of perpetual anticipation, as if something dark and extraordinary was about to occur, something which would evoke a remarkable and no doubt evil event in the world of man.
Just then something stopped him, something obscure and out of place in the current of his perception, that interrupted his stream of thought and concentrated the full force of his attention.
VanEverly lingered momentarily and then, slowly turning to obtain a better view, he witnessed before him a prodigious legion of large blackbirds as they funneled from above like a great Circean river, resembling a serpent of shimmering ebony cascading from the heavens through a dense, white mist.
Van Everly continued to observe the specter in fascination as it descended toward an obscure event horizon where it dispersed its black minions over the frosted expanse of the mount and shrouded the landscape in a broadening sable corona to create its own vast shadow over the terrain.
The dark veiling over the white hinterland became an eerie, silent shadow, punctuated only occasionally by a shrill, isolated resounding caterwaul.
A sudden chill penetrated Van Everly deeply within the back of his neck, reverberating down the length of his spine and, as the moon reflected the grisly congregation flocking over the frozen lake, he became keenly aware of an urgency, an immediacy that impressed itself onto the formless convolutions of his perceptions, urging him to retreat quickly but stealthily toward the security of his domain.

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