Kingdom of Uisneach: The Prophecy

Dreams of battle. A king offering a crown. Longing for a faceless archer. From a quiet life in Maine, Briana Brennan, landscape designer and bookworm, is led into the woods and through a tree, where she emerges a savior of the mythic kingdom of Uisneach. She must begin the journey through a land terrorized by the evil Lord Shamwa. Guided by the stalwart Lord Marshall Sigel and the handsome young bard, Silas of Cedarmara and mentored by a forest crone and a shapeshifting crow, she must discover how to use the black medallions they wear to unlock the curse and rescue the king.

A magical map, mystical beings and a fantastic world all contribute something to the journey and to Briana’s growth as a woman, a warrior and a queen. Briana’s trek across Uisneach is a grand adventure that will hopefully bring her love and a happily ever after. Or will it?

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.

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