Sure, the glass castle floating over Evan’s head makes him uneasy, but that’s the least of his worries. With each step inside the Dungeon of Dreadful Dreams, he must battle against his worst nightmares. One after the other, wispy smoke-filled bull sharks come at him — he must remember they’re only illusions pulled from his imagination by those dreaded shadowlike hands. If only the vengeful dragon circling above was also an illusion and didn’t have his mind set on destroying the one person who can control him: Emrys. Inside the castle’s glass tower, Emrys sleeps in an eternal slumber, and Evan’s uncertain whether he can save the great wizard. Especially now that Emrys’ former student, the Lady of the Lake, has joined forces with the cunning immortal Alamaz. Together they have already stolen the Dragon’s Egg, but their greed doesn’t end there. The Siren’s Pearl calls to them, and that means only one thing … Atlantis is in trouble. Join Evan, Claire, and Dunkle — along with a few other unlikely heroes — as they travel across the realm of Medieval Legends, float through the Ancient Isle of Avalon, plunge inside the Dungeon of Dreadful Dreams, and be there when Atlantis rises once again.
The Serpent's Ring (Relics of Mysticus- Book One)
Evan and Claire Jones are typical teenagers, forced to go with their parents to yet another boring museum … that is, until something extraordinary happens to make their day a little more than interesting. After following a strange little creature into a closed exhibit, Evan and his older sister, Claire, discover the Serpent’s Ring, one of the magical relics formed from the shattered Mysticus Orb. Purely by accident, they have awakened its powers and opened a portal to Sagaas, land of ancient gods. Before the siblings can comprehend what has happened, the Serpent’s Ring is wrenched from Evan’s hand by an enormous fish and flown back to Aegir, the Norse god of the sea. Evan and Claire, accompanied by a band of unlikely heroes, must retrieve the Serpent’s Ring before Aegir uses its immense powers to flood all the lands on Earth.
Life has returned to normal for fourteen-year-old Evan and his older sister, Claire. That is until Dunkle, a clever but stinky little imp, pays an unexpected visit to their school. He has come to take the siblings back to Sagaas, the mythical realm of the gods. Once again, a Relic from the ancient Mysticus Orb has fallen into the wrong hands. Only Evan and Claire, with their unique mystical abilities, can help find it. Through the power of the Trickster’s Totem, a coyote trickster has escaped. His laughter echoes throughout the realm, as he spreads mischief and mayhem. He burns an entire crop of popcorn, carves his grinning image into sacred artifacts, and things really get interesting when he shape-shifts into Evan’s friends. Claire and Evan must capture the Trickster, retrieve the Totem, and be careful not to become sidetracked by robotic Steampunk animals, “sweet” pixie-like Pains, and a problematic mermaid … all while dodging Mothman-like aces. Most surprising, Evan discovers the true reason dragons exist in the Native American Spirit World.
About the Author:
A magical part of H.B. Bolton’s childhood was being swept into worlds of enchantingcharacters, fantastical creatures and extraordinary powers—simply by picking up a book. As a mother and a teacher, she was compelled to create imaginary worlds of her own in order to share them, not just with her children, but with all children. H.B. Bolton lives in Florida with her supportive husband and two highly spirited children. Shh, can you keep a secret? Not only does she write books for the young-at-heart, adventurous sort who yearn to dive into a good young-adult fantasy story, she also writes spellbinding, heart pounding women’s fiction. These particular books are written under the name Barbara Brooke, but that’s another story, altogether.
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Me: I believe you once did … or will one day.
My dream interview by H.B. Bolton
C.S. Lewis: We’re delighted you could join us today.
Me: For me, this is a dream come true. I’ve never been to the Eagle and Child pub. I can see why you meet here. I could sit for hours, relaxing by the fireplace. In fact, I feel like I’m in the shire, nibbling chips with Bilbo himself.
J.R.R. Tolkien (pipe in hand): To be sure, to be sure.
C.S. Lewis: It is a pity we didn’t invite the others from our little group, the Inklings. You would be enthralled at the conversations we have.
J.R.R. Tolkien (chuckling through rising rings of smoke): I recall having a few deplorable ones as well.
C.S. Lewis: You know, Tollers, we shouldn’t discourage her from paying us another visit. After all, she did travel all the way from the States and had to cross through time just to offer us a little insight into the mind of a 21st-century fantasy author.
J.R.R. Tolkien: Agreed. Ms. Bolton, would you care for another pint?
Me (edging forward my enamel mug): Thank you, and please call me Heidi.
J.R.R. Tolkien: I’m interested in the concept behind the first book in your Relics of Mysticus series, The Serpent’s Ring. You know, I was practically raised on Norse stories. What inspired you to send your characters to Asgard?
Me: My ancestors came from Norway. Even my dad’s name is Norwegian: Thor. I thought it would be fun to have my characters, Evan and Claire, come across a few of the lesser-known gods and creatures from Norse myth. Did you know that the sea god Aegir had nine daughters, and each one was named for a different characteristic of ocean waves? What am I saying? Of course, you already know that.
C.S. Lewis: You don’t, however, include Norse mythology in your second book.
Me: I’m fascinated by all stories from mythology and tales from legends. In the second book, The Trickster’s Totem, I send Evan and Claire into the Native American Spirit World, where they must capture the mischievous Coyote Trickster.
J.R.R. Tolkien: Fascinating, indeed. My friend here and I often discuss how more stories ought to pull the human spirit into the realm of the divine.
C.S. Lewis: They do tend to add to life, don’t they?
Me: I think so. It’s my dream to inspire children by taking them to mythical lands.
J.R.R. Tolkien: Never forget that a single dream is more powerful than a thousand realities.
Me: Speaking of dreams, Mr. Tolkien, I once heard you experienced having the same dream come to you almost every night.
J.R.R. Tolkien: That is correct. Only, I refer to the troubling nightmare as my Atlantis-haunting. You see, in sleep I had a dreadful dream of the ineluctable Wave, either coming out of the quiet sea or coming in towering over the green inlands.
Me: I’ve had a similar reoccurring nightmare. Only in my dream, the wave towers over the condominiums that sit off the Florida coast. A few times, there have been ominous sharks swarming inside the wave. My character, Evan, has had similar dreams. I open The Serpent’s Ring with one of them.
J.R.R. Tolkien: My dream was somewhat exorcized by writing about it. You see, when Faramir speaks of his private vision of the Great Wave, he speaks for me.
C.S. Lewis: Dreaming expresses the movement which becomes possible at a point where two worlds interact. Time then becomes dislocated, and both worlds appear dreamlike.
J.R.R. Tolkien: Quite right.
C.S. Lewis: In any case, Heidi, I’m quite looking forward to discovering what happens next in your series.
Me: Thanks. I plan to have Evan and Claire visit Avalon in the third book. A well-known wizard is in trouble, and could use their help and mystical abilities.
C.S. Lewis: Arthurian legends — fascinating subject indeed!
J.R.R. Tolkien: Might I assume dragons will be included?
Me: Well, a literary giant once said, “It does not do to leave a live dragon out of your calculations, if you live near him.”
J.R.R. Tolkien: Rather sound bit of advice, if I do say so myself.
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