The Eye shall be Blood, the sun shall be Bone, and dragons shall pass from the world. For it comes, it comes, the kraamlok comes...
Dragon seer Tondoor was hatched for one purpose: to pray for a way to save his tribe from a prophesied doom from the sky. But Morwaka, their starry god, isn't speaking to him.
As his mentor and love interest Kalooka draws him into a brewing rebellion, Tondoor learns that the answer he seeks might be lost somewhere in the other five corners of the world. But the dragons there have their own agendas, and many see his quest as a threat. Tondoor is no warrior, but now he must fight just to survive. Because the kraamlok is coming.
And if he fails, it will destroy the world.
Dragons and more dragons in variety of exotic cultures; a wilderness planet of forests, desert, prairie, and bogs; history told through lore and legends; a bumbling starry extraterrestrial; friendships, betrayal, and clean, wholesome romance; and lots of action & adventure in an epic fantasy quest. Perfect for readers of any age who want an exciting dragon story with lots of twists and surprises.
Recommended for fans of Wings of Fire, The Summer King Chronicles, or Watership Down.
Book Club Discussion Questions Included!
A Brief Excerpt:
"What's the kraamlok?" asked Tondoor. Elder Mala had used that word.
Kalooka steered him to the next picture on the cliff wall. "Look."
This time the hazy colors showed an ice rock monster with furious red eyes, fiery orange fangs and two trailing, burning tails.
Kalooka's voice quavered. "I was a hatchling when the seer made the prophecy. I'll never forget it." Her eyes misted like the pictures on the cliff. "It comes, it comes, the kraamlok comes!" she recited in an eerie chant. "With claws of ice it sweeps the stars; with fangs of night it hunts us. Wreathed in flame it falls, and rock shall flow like water at its falling. For it comes, it comes-"
"Stop!" shouted Tondoor. "Stop!" In the waning light, it seemed the seer himself was proclaiming doom from his image on the rock.
"I know," Kalooka whispered. "That's exactly how I felt. How we all felt."
"Is the kraamlok still coming?" Tondoor asked in a tiny voice. He didn't dare look at the next picture.
Kalooka wrapped her wing around his trembling ones. "You tell us, little seer. It's up to Morwaka-and, according to Elder Mala, up to you. I told you elders don't understand what seers do."