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In 59 AD, as the Celt horde on Anglesey succumbs to Roman aggression, war goddess Fey grants Lucan Mac Aliester his wish—life. Lucan soon discovers that it is not his Druidic people the bargain elevates, but himself.

20 tales of action, suspense, intrigue and terror set in the Majestic Universe by the author of Nocturnal Vacations and Depths of Savagery. "His dark and primal passion explodes in vicious tales. Likened to the timeless author Robert E. Howard's barbarism, Steven L. Shrewsbury is the reincarnated Howard." -Peggy Jo Shumate aka Brutal Dreamer, Eternal Night Science Fiction, Fantasy and Horror

"Depths of Savagery is a collection of 13 tales of barbaric heroic fantasy. Through tales involving ancient Celts, Vikings, other-worldly Crusaders, and Confederate Guerillas, the human animal is dissected to the bone..." Click for more info.

Nocturnal Vacations, by Steven L. Shrewsbury. "Dack Shannon, albino agent from secret intelligence cabal Majestic Services, is exiled to a remote locale and dispenses ruthless justice as he sees fit..."

DeathGrip: Legacy of Terror, spanning the globe with tales of ancient horror. "PREORDER NOW! 18 mind-blowing stories by an international cast of authors revolving around the theme of ancient horrors! Shipping October 2003!"

"Herman Melville said it best when he proclaimed that every path eventually leads to the sea. For it is the sea that holds our most sacred and terrifying fears, yet it also holds a glorious mysticism over us as a race, an attraction so strong that most of us flock to beaches, river banks, creeks, and lakes at every opportunity to stare out into the vast blueness and wonder: what's out there?"

"Grimoire de Solace is a dark fantasy anthology by 15 writers, with illustrations by 15 artists. A vast array of stories covers many settings and themes, with elements of horror, romance, mystery, action, and everything in between. A must for readers of the fantasy genre."

"In the world of The Blackest Death things are never what they seem and a trip down a lonely stretch of highway, through the shadow-rooms of a darkened house at the edge of the woods, or through the inhuman imagination might just bring you face to face with your worst possible nightmare come true..."

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The meadow is still; A fixed picture of fire is in check
and all is calm in the plastic abode
Steel is polished; The rust from yesterday is worn away
And the sky boils as it unleashes its load

Virgin blood shines; The crystal of heaven remains untainted
and the sea keeps tight its dead
Foundations quake; The mock-reign begins to crumble
And the moon is swallowed up in scarlet

Wicked frenzy reigns; The strong ones tremble and flee
and the rejuvenator descends from the clouds
The blade of his mouth appears; A sword of his reckoning now
And he pierces the eye of everyone in the living crowd

Grand pillars topple; The palaces of diamond are laid in waste
And the dreadful lead chariot is destroyed
The false grandeur is replaced; The dark one is debased
And a fiery new love can now be deployed

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