J. F. Wren

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The Return of the Silver Dragon

With a sense of déjà vu, Agnes packed her things. She was going to be staying with her grandmother in Hova again. She picked up her fully packed suitcase and as she started to go downstairs the thoughts began running through her head. It was as if something was missing, something she ought to remember. Something hideously black. But for the life of her she couldnt remember what.

In the top of the tower on the smaller of the islands that made up the Samloqs sat that nights watch. He looked up at the starry sky through the opening that was the towers only window and there, something was there. A giant black shadow swooped past and blocked out the light. The preacher shuddered. The next moment he almost fell out of the tower. The creature high above him had turned, revealing an enormous pair of wings and clouds of sooty black smoke billowing from its nostrils.

Naz-Halham could not erase the Sibyls words from his mind. The time is come when I, Moros, shall rise and break my bonds. I enjoin upon thee to ally thyself with the people from the sea, whose arrival in Amornia has been prophesied since before my sisters and brothers fettered my person with their treacherous chains.

The return of the silver dragon is the third volume in the Tales of Amornia series. The first two volumes, The secret of the stone bridge and The crimson sceptre, have earned both public and critical praise. A classic portal fantasy thats aflame with storytelling glee, mystique, thrills and loveable characters is one of many positive reviews that have been written.