I love it when poets write prose. The Sleeping Man feels like a condensed divine comedy of old as told by the Cowboy Junkies. I can't wait to hold the pulp version of this book. When Mr. Carignan sees fit to allow me to pre-order it, I shall.
The most powerful sorcerer who is now the Great King of the Nine Isles, has used the Dark Power of the Necromancy to create spells that will make him his very own race of Undead soldiers. Those of foul nature and with no soul to call their own.
Aleaneo and Kade are desperate to free their allied kingdoms from a quarter century of war. Two parts of a prophetic elemental team, they set out to face the Traitor Beyond the Mountains and come face to face with decades of lies.
When the newest member of Eric Peterkin’s London club is found stabbed to death, Eric throws himself into a quest for the truth: missing nurses, morphine addiction, shell shock. The Great War is over, but the memories remain...
