Kingdom of Uisneach: The Prophecy

For centuries fairy tales have entertained, comforted and inspired us. They have offered opportunities for adventure and provided hope for a ‘happily ever after’ life. But real life isn’t always as simple as fairy tales would have us believe. Sometimes the prince doesn’t wake the sleeping princess, or if he does, they discover they are a poor match. Sometimes a happy ending is a fairy tale.

Briana Brennan, aka, Mouse, has a biological clock that is ticking. So is the clock of destiny, started by a visit from a forest witch at the hour of her birth. While is worrying she won’t find her Prince Charming, a kingdom is worried that they won’t rescue their Savior and the kingdom will be lost. Following a sound in the woods, Briana finds herself traveling through a tree into the kingdom of Uisneach. She is met by gnomes who have been waiting for her to come as the fulfillment of an ancient prophecy, destined to save King Brath from a cursed exile and take the kingdom back from the evil Lord Shamwa and Druid Artanin. With only a magic map to guide her, she begins a journey that requires her to make decisions at every crossroads. The choices she must make at these crossroads pale in comparison to the life choices she will have to make as she meets and travels with her companions, strong and stalwart, Lord Marshall Sigel, the handsome young bard, Silas of Cedarmara and a wolfhound called Dara. Overseeing the journey and mentoring her are a shapeshifting crow and a forest crone. Together they must learn how to use the black medallions each wears to unlock the curse and release the king.

Magical maps, powerful swords, dryads, fairies, evil druids, good friends, and an Abbess, all contribute something to the journey and to her growth as a woman, a warrior and a queen. She learns the challenging lessons of love, patience, sacrifice, loyalty and commitment. The journey across Uisneach is a grand adventure, but one in which she must endure heartache and physical pain to find love and her happily ever after

Thursday, February 2, 2017

Happy Birthday Silas of Cedarmara

In honor of Silas’s birthday, I offer this wee gift of poetry. 

Some men are born to be warriors,
Protection by the sword.
Some men are born to be kings,
Ruling by the law.
And some, the special ones, are born to be a bard,
History by the word.

Upon this day, in mythic times, centuries in the past,
Under Archer moon, druid lover born.
Silas of Cedarmara.


Beyond the veil in dark of night,
Listening to the wind.
Heralding a king and queen,
To sit upon the holly throne.

Upon the steed Aldebaran,
Racing ‘cross the land.
Out of mist beyond the stones,
Pride of Celts beats in his heart.

He’ll sing a song and share a brew,
And make you feel at home.
Harp and drum make faeries dance,
In flowering meadows dewy wild.

Perfect aim with word and bow,
Lyrical and magic.
Forest deep to burning hearth,
Heroic deeds of love and battle.

From shore to shore, tree to castle,
Journeys with his lady.
Trav’lers both from timeless waves,
Healing ancient wounds and curses.

Dryad light, cat and mouse,
Wisdom in the making.
Eye of whale and starry sky,
Winter promise auld lang syne.