It’s easy as you get older to let your childhood sense of wonder get shuffled to the back of the closet as you focus on the seemingly endless array of adult responsibilities that come to dominate your time. Growing up is natural and necessary, but I’m finally understanding that it doesn’t mean one also has to grow old. I’m not even sure I’m prepared to say I’m a geek or a nerd for loving fantasy anymore. I didn’t think I was when I was fifteen, and you know what, I don’t really think I am now. I’m just someone who enjoys the adventure a good fantasy can offer.
PROLOGUE: A BLACK CONDOR DIPPED her featherless head and flapped her wings, straining for height. Another vulture drifted in front of her, forcing the condor to climb higher in the crowded wheel of circling birds. The condor struggled, her body weak from having little to eat over the past month. The sun had yet to… Read more »