Herodotus, the Greek Father of History, referred in his works to the Sahara Desert as the Great Sand Belt. What he didn't describe was the incredibly ancient and destructive war that turned the once prosperous Sahara into a howling wasteland. Nor did he speak about the strange ruins that led to the eerie Land of the Gods.
The time is 392 BC and the place is Carthage under siege. Sorcerer-priests serve their god and a Numidian prophetess has come out of the desert with knowledge that could destroy the world.
I was born in Canada and remember as a small boy crawling in my snow-fort. I closed my eyes, and when I tried to open them, they were frozen shut. I didn't panic, but wiped away the ice crystals, unglued my eyes and kept on building my tunnel. Those were great days! I moved to Central California before seventh grade and couldn't believe I lived in a land where oranges grew on trees and you could pick grapes from the vine.
I used to wonder what I wanted to do with my life, what kind of work specifically. I was miserable not knowing and bordering on desperate. Then one day a friend gave me his typewriter. I began working on a novel. A different person told me it was much easier on a computer, so I bought one and began getting up at 4:30 A.M. each morning before work, writing for three hours. My eyes were unglued once again as the pang of misery left my gut. I knew exactly what I wanted to do: write. So now that's what I do, I write, and write, and write, and I love it.
A world of evil gods, magic, spells and sudden death. Trust no one and you may live this day. Elissa will need all her guile and courage to survive and save her world from a thing beyond. A grand adventure!