Well folks, it's really happening. I've moved onto book two, and I'm calling it, Age of Axes. Wahoo!!:) Here's to hoping it will take a lot less time than Fimbulwinter, especially since now I am not in school, and I have the plot and world and characters all thought out already:) (No, Fimbulwinter isn't published yet, I am still working hard on editing it. My goal is to have it in the hands of publishers by the end of the year!)
In this second book, we really pick up the steam. With some new monsters and new characters thrown into the mix, I am expecting it to be much faster-paced and action intensive than the last one. Here we go!:) I am including below a short synopsis, as well as a tiny snippet from what I've written so far.
Synopsis:
They’ve done it. Janna and Klara have stolen Thor’s hammer from a city of blood-thirsty Berserkers. Yet, the dangers have only just begun. If they are going to revive the Gods in time for the Ragnarök, there are several weapons they have yet to locate, and they are proving to be much more difficult to get than the last.
The company must battle ever-mounting threats, as the magical wall keeping their enemy at bay slowly begins to crumble. Giant snakes, child ghosts, fire giants, and Loki’s monstrous children are only half the danger. Nations and brothers have begun to turn on each other, just as the prophecy said. In this age of betrayal, no bond is sacred.
But they are not alone. In the midst of it all, the members of the company that have the mythical weapons begin to remember more each day about the life of their respective Gods. Strength and skills they never had come flowing back into them. Torbijor has bonded with the hammer, and begins to realize a destiny he had never dreamed, and young prince Luka will stop at nothing to make sure he doesn’t get it. But will the strength of Thor be enough to give Torbijor what he really wants? Janna must venture far away into the frozen land of Jotunnheim with ambassador Jörgen, and there is no telling how adventure may change them both.
Will the company be able to assemble the strength they need to save the world in time?
In this second book, we really pick up the steam. With some new monsters and new characters thrown into the mix, I am expecting it to be much faster-paced and action intensive than the last one. Here we go!:) I am including below a short synopsis, as well as a tiny snippet from what I've written so far.
Synopsis:
They’ve done it. Janna and Klara have stolen Thor’s hammer from a city of blood-thirsty Berserkers. Yet, the dangers have only just begun. If they are going to revive the Gods in time for the Ragnarök, there are several weapons they have yet to locate, and they are proving to be much more difficult to get than the last.
The company must battle ever-mounting threats, as the magical wall keeping their enemy at bay slowly begins to crumble. Giant snakes, child ghosts, fire giants, and Loki’s monstrous children are only half the danger. Nations and brothers have begun to turn on each other, just as the prophecy said. In this age of betrayal, no bond is sacred.
But they are not alone. In the midst of it all, the members of the company that have the mythical weapons begin to remember more each day about the life of their respective Gods. Strength and skills they never had come flowing back into them. Torbijor has bonded with the hammer, and begins to realize a destiny he had never dreamed, and young prince Luka will stop at nothing to make sure he doesn’t get it. But will the strength of Thor be enough to give Torbijor what he really wants? Janna must venture far away into the frozen land of Jotunnheim with ambassador Jörgen, and there is no telling how adventure may change them both.
Will the company be able to assemble the strength they need to save the world in time?
Snippet
“I’m…not sure how this is done—“ she said, looking up and down the sides of the horses. Where had Torbijor gotten such a good stake from?”
“Here, I’ll do that,” Torbijor approached, and took the reigns from her. “Janna, listen to me,” He said. “I don’t want you to go in there. You should stay here and wait with the horses.”
“What?” She replied. “No.” she shook her head. “I’m coming with you—this is my quest too. I have to look after Klara.”
“I will do that,” he said, putting his hands on her arms. “You weren’t meant for dangerous stuff like this.”
She pulled out of his grasp. “That’s sweet, Torbi. But I can take care of myself as much as any of you can.”
Torbijor crossed his arms over his chest and cocked one eyebrow. “Oh really?” He began listing off on his fingers. “Eirik has been battle-trained probably from birth, as has Besnik, I’ve been boxing for years, besides which, something about this hammer…” He shook his head lightly. “It’s strange. I feel as if it’s speaking to me, telling me things I used to know.” He shrugged then. “Maybe it’s like they said, I could be one of the aesir?”
Janna snorted. “One day of holding a golden hammer, and you think you’re a God?”
Torbijor ignored her and continued. “And that guy Nils, who knows. But he’s big, and judging from those scars on his arms I would say he can take care of himself.”
“But what about Klara?” Janna interjected. “I am way more capable than Klara…”
“Klara is one of the aesir,” Torbi said, “She has the golden bow. If she wasn’t capable when she started this quest then she is now.” He took her hands. “Healers have to stay at home, Janna. Or who would there be to come back to?” He looked into her eyes, and Janna sighed. His big, brown eyes framed with dark lashes begged her to stay and wait for him. But she felt her stomach begin to twist.
She was strong. As strong as any of them—and she was already out on this adventure. If she was going to be a part of it, she wanted to be there for all of it.
“I’m coming with you.” She said firmly. “I think I’ve proven that I can take care of myself by now.”
Perhaps something in her face told Torbijor she was serious, because at last he finally sighed.
“I just… if anything happened to you, Janna, I couldn’t forgive myself.“
“I’m going,” she said firmly.
He sighed again.
“Fine. But stay close to me.”
