Announcing Book 6
Dear reader friends, I received word today on the official title chosen for Book 6 in the Tales of Goldstone Wood! Are you ready for it?
Official cover art and back cover copy coming in the next few months! But feel free to share this poster if you like. I can't tell you too much else about the story at this point, but . . . just to pique your interest a bit, I will give a snippet from a ballad written by our own beloved Bard Eanrin:
The Ballad of Shadow Hand As put to verseby Eanrin, Bard and Chief PoetofIubdan Tynan, King of Rudiobus(Inscribed at the hand of Dame Imraldera,who claims no part of these verses as her own)______ O! Shadow Hand of Here and There,Follow where you willYour fickle, fleeing, fiery FairO'er woodlands, under hill. She'll not be found save by the stone,The stern and shining BronzeWhere Crooked stands the Mound aloneThorn-clad and sharp with awns. How pleasant are the Faerie folkWho dwell beyond your time.How pleasant are your aged Kinfolk Of olden, swelt'ry clime. But dark the tithe they pay, my sonTo safely dwell beneath that sun! Tell me what you think? Does this title sound fun? Do you recognize the name from any little hints dropped in previous books?
Official cover art and back cover copy coming in the next few months! But feel free to share this poster if you like. I can't tell you too much else about the story at this point, but . . . just to pique your interest a bit, I will give a snippet from a ballad written by our own beloved Bard Eanrin:
The Ballad of Shadow Hand As put to verseby Eanrin, Bard and Chief PoetofIubdan Tynan, King of Rudiobus(Inscribed at the hand of Dame Imraldera,who claims no part of these verses as her own)______ O! Shadow Hand of Here and There,Follow where you willYour fickle, fleeing, fiery FairO'er woodlands, under hill. She'll not be found save by the stone,The stern and shining BronzeWhere Crooked stands the Mound aloneThorn-clad and sharp with awns. How pleasant are the Faerie folkWho dwell beyond your time.How pleasant are your aged Kinfolk Of olden, swelt'ry clime. But dark the tithe they pay, my sonTo safely dwell beneath that sun! Tell me what you think? Does this title sound fun? Do you recognize the name from any little hints dropped in previous books?
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