One Pale Reflection
By Tycho Dwelis
Brenden McCoy and his sister, Lettie, have just lost their parents and are going to live with a distant relative in Ireland. They don’t know him, don’t like him, and - even weirder - strange things keep happening around their new caregiver’s house.
Meanwhile, in a strange world beyond a mirror, a mercenary has been sent by his king to hunt down and kill a fugitive, a powerful and immortal wizard. Time is not on his side.
Athos the Key Thief builds an army, and soon everyone will be just another Thrall.
Will Brenden be able to solve the mystery beyond the mirror, find the truth behind his parents’ disappearance, and put to rest someone who cannot die?
Welcome to MirrorWorld.
Genre: YA Fantasy
Pages: 346
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EXCERPT
“Athos? Sounds like a made-up word.”
“It’s from a language not spoken on this earth. This man is of supernatural origin and has been to many places beyond this world, or so it’s said. About ten years ago, a man no older than a boy came to this village and claimed to be a merchant from Sand Stor Stad. We thought him vain, always looking at himself in a mirror. He kept him with it at all times. Then, we found out what he was really after. About two miles out from this village, high up on that cliff, lies a door.”
“Just a door?” Duncan followed the man’s finger into the black tree line on the hill, unable to see anything in the darkness.
“Just a door. A black door. It doesn’t lead to anything. It just sat there for the longest time and, as far as we knew, it was stuck fast. Some had tried to destroy it, but a great magick protected it. By coming here, Athos unlocked it and unleashed terror onto this place. First came the plagues, then the Thralls.”
Duncan gulped. “T-Thralls?”
“Undead beasts who stalk the night. Those they spit their poison upon die and are turned into the very beings themselves. If it wasn’t for this fire here, they’d be on us like a pack of wild dogs. Don’t you see the eyes? Look… upward into the woods.”
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“Athos? Sounds like a made-up word.”
“It’s from a language not spoken on this earth. This man is of supernatural origin and has been to many places beyond this world, or so it’s said. About ten years ago, a man no older than a boy came to this village and claimed to be a merchant from Sand Stor Stad. We thought him vain, always looking at himself in a mirror. He kept him with it at all times. Then, we found out what he was really after. About two miles out from this village, high up on that cliff, lies a door.”
“Just a door?” Duncan followed the man’s finger into the black tree line on the hill, unable to see anything in the darkness.
“Just a door. A black door. It doesn’t lead to anything. It just sat there for the longest time and, as far as we knew, it was stuck fast. Some had tried to destroy it, but a great magick protected it. By coming here, Athos unlocked it and unleashed terror onto this place. First came the plagues, then the Thralls.”
Duncan gulped. “T-Thralls?”
“Undead beasts who stalk the night. Those they spit their poison upon die and are turned into the very beings themselves. If it wasn’t for this fire here, they’d be on us like a pack of wild dogs. Don’t you see the eyes? Look… upward into the woods.”
I’m Tycho (I also use the pen name Cassidy), and I love storytelling! I’m incredibly passionate about writing, art, and anything that allows me to create my own worlds. My goal is to write dreamy fiction for all ages that is unique, inspiring, and imaginative. I like to write about themes that include coming of age, magic realism, identity, relationships, and bullying. My books are intended for readers ages eight to twenty-five, and are meant to connect the world of the fantastical to everyday life.
I currently live in Colorado and have my MA in Publishing.
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