The first book of the Faerland series, Doonal's Kin tells the story of your ancestor, a part-Elf girl named Athelia. As you journey with her to a new homeland, you will discover that truth has a better sense of humor than you ever imagined. Welcome home, to Faerland.
Doonal's Kin chronicles the life of a girl who, if you choose, will become your ancestor. She is the conception and culmination of a nation in which your spirit will reside as cozily as it abides on Main Street, USA, the East End of London, or anywhere else that her history chances to find a reader. The story will unfold as any other, with characters, a setting and a conflict in which chivalry and goodness must eventually win out.
For those who think of it as fiction, it will remain just that. Those who believe in the power of Elves, however, will find that it is a portal to a world inhabited by Elfkin, more genuine and honest than most of the realities that pass for truth. The Calyr Elves' offspring, the Calyryn, have chosen to create their own mathematics by which to solve the puzzles of life, rather than accept the unsatisfactory formulae handed to them by their parents, teachers and others. They have found their somewhere else in Faerland.
If you become one of them, have no qualms. You won't lose your sanity. You may find that you are, for the first time, truly sentient. Faerland is a haven for those who admire gentility, honor and courage. It's a place of love and forgiveness, even toward those who have harmed us. Isn't that the reality for which many of us yearn? Welcome home, to Faerland.
Athelia gazed at the frothy sea from the deck of a massive sailing ship, Retribution. Her Taryn captors spat as they walked passed her and the other prisoners, all female, who sat in a circle around a post that jutted upward from the deck boards. Each detainee bore chains fastened to that post, and each suffered crimson scars around her wrist. They ranged in age from toddlers to elders, although most who fell too far on either side of Athelia's robust eighteen years had already died.
Both prisoners and captors appeared Taryn in heritage and both cherished the same traditions and culture. The only difference lay in a vial of immaculata, a substance that determines Taryn purity. The Holy One, supreme leader of the dominant Crom religion, decreed that all citizens must pass the purity test. Faithfuls carried out his orders without question, knowing that his mere nod of disapproval could result in damnation. They tested millions and found thousands like Athelia, whose blood betrayed signs of an Elf heritage.