Describing the centerpiece to a book series without giving away everything is difficult, but let me give it whirl. The legend Julius learns about is one cloaked in mystery which lacks any real documentation in historical records he can find. The idea it exists at first is laughable to Julius, and if not for the
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The landscape swept by to the rhythm of iron wheels against the steel tracks laid out in front of the locomotive. It had been several days since Julius had left Prashant’s tribe and traveled to Shamil where he was able to board a train bound for more populated areas of India. The hours he spent
I’ve been able to take a couple of photographs of Prashant’s village and the surrounding countryside. Its a beautiful place, untouched my modern man. I didn’t take the camera into the village center because Acapentas, the village shaman, forbid it. I was able to photograph the entrance and the small stone wall they have built.
There was a strange scratching sound near the edge of his perception. It was impossible to tell how long it had been going on for, but the scratching kept up at a rhythmic pace for a few moments, then it would stop for some time, only to start up once again. A warm sensation started
August 15th, 1921 – Himalayan Mountains – Digging his fingers in only made the pain in his shoulder worse, and any further strain on his back from the pack he’d put together might keep him from continuing up the mountain. There wasn’t any time for whining or complaining though, plus no one around him was