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Laura Lond's inspiring and heartbreaking novel unfolds from a different time and a different place. But the truths inside may be all too familiar.
His father killed in war before he was three, his mother unexpectedly dying when he was eight, Jecosan Tarres is young and poor, yet he has something not many men have: a faithful heart, a strong spirit, and the knowledge of truth taught to him by his mother and the priest Shaledan. Alone for a year, but later befriended by a blacksmith, Dalian, he has already beaten the odds of being destitute and forgotten, but clearly something or someone is at work in his life. With his faithful dog Gart, and his friend Dalian, he sets out on a life defining journey after a messenger visits him with a commission to go to Kanavar, the ancient capital of Meoria, where he is to enter the king's service and somehow prevent the war that is about to break out in his country. There are powerful forces interested in his journey, both to fail and succeed. Join young Jecosan as he struggles along, escaping sudden traps, facing prison and captivity, fighting pain and despair, and losing and making friends.
"The Journey" is Book 1 of a trilogy. Book 2, "The Palace," and Book 3, "The Battle," are also available to order.
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I have made it a point to uplift strong moral values, and to show that having clear ethical standards does matter. I believe it is very important in our time of moral relativism when good and evil are almost blended together, and there is a quick excuse and justification for almost everything. I remember reading old classics where such concepts as "honor" and "duty" meant the world, and it went without saying that the hero wouldn't lie, or that the heroine would rather live the rest of her life alone and in poverty than marry a rich man she did not love. You just wanted to hold your head up after reading those stories; you admired those people and wanted to be like them. I have tried to bring this back in my book.Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved.:
Jeco spotted Shaledan's tall figure. The old man was doing something in the apiery, leaning over one of the beehives. He straightened up, turned and looked at the hill where Jeco stood. He must have noticed the boy, too – despite his respected age, Shaledan still had good eyes. Jeco waved to him, but for some reason the priest didn't respond as he normally would and just kept looking, holding his hand up against the sun. Jeco's heart quickened. Did he know something? Was he expecting him? The boy hurried down the hillside.
He was out of breath when he reached the small white gate. Shaledan was already there, waiting for him.
"Good morning, priest Shaledan," Jeco said.
The old man looked at him intently. "Good morning, son. What happened?"
"Happened?" the boy asked, his anxiety growing. "Nothing. Why do you think that something has happened?"
"Not yet, huh," the old man muttered. "Come in, come on in."
He turned around and went to the house.
Unable to constrain himself any longer, Jeco ran after him and touched his hand. "Not yet? Did you say not yet, priest Shaledan? So something IS going to happen?"
"And I see that you already feel it coming," Shaledan nodded, taking the boy by the shoulder as he walked. "Do you?"
They entered the house. Shaledan offered Jeco a chair and sat in front of him, his keen gray eyes studying the boy.
"I do ... I mean – I do feel something, but I don't know what it is," Jeco tried to explain. "All day I've been having this strange impression that something unusual is about to take place ... Unusual and important. I first thought that it was just my imagination and that it would go away. But it didn't; it's only getting stronger. Then I decided to come and see you. I thought, maybe you know something, or maybe you have a word for me ..."
Jeco grew quiet and almost stopped breathing, eager to hear the priest's answer.
Shaledan remained silent. Jeco couldn't tell whether he was thinking through what he'd just heard or if he was trying to find the right words.
"I do not have a word for you," the old man spoke at last.
He was about to say something else, but Jeco was too excited and couldn't wait.
"You don't?" he exclaimed. "But how's that? ... You just said it yourself that something's going to happen! Right?"
"Right," Shaledan nodded. "But I'm not the one to reveal it to you."
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Book Description Salem Communications, 2003. Paperback. Condition: New. Never used!. Seller Inventory # P111591605296
Book Description Salem Communications, 2003. Condition: New. book. Seller Inventory # M1591605296