Below the Dying Light

The wall held for a thousand years. The alliance had to last three weeks.When the mining crews of Anvil's Deep punched through an ancient obsidian wall, they didn't find ore. They found darkness that moved.Merek Dawnspire had spent his life in service to the light - a Solarian paladin whose faith was absolute and whose enemies were well-defined. The Ironreach Concord had always sat comfortably in that second category. So when the Empress handed him sealed orders and pointed him north toward enemy territory, he rode with his armor dusted down and his questions unasked.Below the streets of a swallowed city, something old and ravenous was spreading. Two empires that had spent generations sharpening their hatred of each other now had nineteen soldiers, a handful of survivors, and not nearly enough light.The creatures weren't the problem Merek had been sent to solve. They were just the first one.

Pages: 222, Paperback, Independently published