It's official. I am writing and illustrating a book.
You may have heard me talking about it over the last 6 months, and referring to it as "The Wanderer" series (which was a placeholder name). Many of my most popular fantasy landscapes have come directly from the story (see below).
Well, this horse has left the gate, and is not going to stop until we cross that finish line!
So what is this book about?
Oli Oru, a galactic cartographer, explorer, and all around adventure-addict, has spent over 2,000,000 years traveling to unimagined reaches of the universe. Her prime objective: to discover alien cultures, create maps and indexes, and along the way, find meaning in a seemingly endless existence. As far as she knows, she is the only one left of her kind; a magic-wielding descendant of the human race.
Earth is long gone. The Elder, a group of highly advanced (and very old) humans, are in total control of the remaining humans. The entire race is part of a massive ongoing experiment, constructed and controlled by the Council which is made up of the most powerful Elder.
Oli, despite being more of a rogue agent, feels a moral obligation to protect the human race. It is forbidden to interfere with the Council’s experiments, and especially to inform the humans of it. Does she go against millions of years of protocol to save innocent people caught in the Elder’s power struggles?
How can she do it alone, if at all?
Do you want to know more about Oli, her magical adventures to catalog the universe, the Elders and the mischief of the Council, or the humans who have been deceived into living on man-made planets as experiments? Make sure to sign up for my new mailing list - where I will share the exclusive details, illustrations, and project updates!
(I highly recommend listening to an epic soundtrack while reading this, it makes it more fun!)
Excerpt (Teaser #2)
The vast council room stretched before her as she passed the guards. Tall pedestals of glass loomed upwards, barely visible in the star light filtering down from the dome above. It was the third time this quarter that she had been summoned to the Council, but this time something was different. They had broken protocol, sending a ship to retrieve her during her Sleep (not like the sleep you and I experience at night - this was a meditative rejuvenation required by her species every few months to maintain her powers).
The urgency of the summons worried her, though she was no stranger to disaster.
As the echoing of her footsteps finally faded, Oli stood staring up at the Council. The faint sound of a gong was heard yet no one spoke.
She could sense a tension in the room, and began to feel restless as she waited to be addressed. As her senses heightened in the dim light, she began to hear whispers from above. She closed her eyes, focusing on the sounds.
“It’s only right that she hears it now -”
“Do you want to risk upsetting her?? Do you remember what happened last time?”
“Well I certainly won’t be -”
Suddenly the Council stopped talking and looked forward, realizing Oli was levitating in front of them despite having set their seats to maximum height during their meeting.
She sat there, legs crossed, casually floating before them and wearing a big grin. “You rang?” She said in her typical cheeky fashion.
Melda, the elected Lord of the Council, spoke first. “Miss Oru...I don’t know what you heard, but-”
She shifted uncomfortably in her chair before continuing.
“We’ve received word that… that Blod Elding has been destroyed...”
Oli sat speechless, her grin suddenly giving way to a muted stare.
Melda moved to speak again, but was suddenly silenced by a dense smoke that was dripping from above. The council looked about, coughing as it filled their lungs, growing fearful of the mysterious substance. As the billowing gas grew heavier, it turned into what looked like crimson lava and began swirling towards Oli. Her eyes were glowing a pale orange, and in an instant a mighty tornado of lava and sparks engulfed her, and she was gone, leaving behind a faint hiss.
20 light years away in the vastness of space, a burst of light appeared out of nowhere. Thick ripples of lava gave way to a web of sparks, and Oli’s figure suddenly appeared motionless in the center.
This place - this exact position, was once a lush forest, stretching as far as the eye could see. Below her was supposed to be a blanket of cool dark red moss. Above her were once great trees with vast boughs full of red leaves. Where once lay a crystal clear lake and the great Asking stone, there was now nothing.
It was all...just...gone.
The last connection to her mentor and the only place she had discovered an Asking stone was gone, and she was left gazing into the void.
This is my passion project. I’ve been dreaming of this story for nearly 10 years - I mean literally DREAMING. Nearly everything I have written and painted of this story has come to me during dreams.
Thank you for taking the time to read about this project! I will continue to provide updates as it develops.
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