ARACH – An Ardú The Rising!
Prophecies are revealed and come to pass. The gods play their games in ancient crystal caves. Unknown and extinct beings join the struggle. New and old friends gather in forgotten realms to fight the darkness rising over our earth. The sun grows weaker day by day preparing for the end of times. A giant wolf regrets the role he has to play. Blood flows into the starving earth. The dead rise to slay those in their way.
Will Raphael and his warriors be able to fight the massacre of all beings? Will they stop the devouring of our earth? Can the hidden realms and our world stand together? Do they want to? Will they?
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PURCHASE BOOK #1 – Arach – Within Lie Dragons by M.G. Schoombee
PURCHASE BOOK #2 – Arach: Whispering Souls by M.G. Schoombee
One earth, two worlds, one hope – can faeries, dwarfs, witches, vampires, and werewolves stand together to stop the extinction of those who do not believe in them – the human race. Do they WANT to ???
Follow us on a journey of discovery and magick, in our world and in the other worlds whispering through the veils. Vampires, werewolves, faeries, dwarfs, and humans rise up to fight against the evil races of darkness, who are working together to push earth to its final stand.
“The lost, the used, the abused. The people who fall through the cracks of this harsh world. Raphael gives us hope that perhaps, we can also have a more blessed life.”
The moonlight shone through the cracks in the roof. Moonbeams slipped to the dirty rubbish filled floor. It creaked and moaned as he marched up and down between the bed and side-table. He mumbled and ranted fighting the voices in his head. The angel and demon fought, debating the light and darkness. “You don’t know me” he yelled. It echoed in the empty cabin, slipping out of the broken windows. Nature called back. “No you idiot, I have secrets, a lot of juicy forbidden secrets within me” he laughed, spit slipped down his unshaved chin. He wiped it off, it mingled with the blood and dirt on his small hands.
An owl called in the ancient dead tree just outside the shattered door. “No” he screamed. “I am a secret, I am the secret. I am the universe. Humans are a universe of secrets. We have to find it; we have to find all the secrets. If we do, we will be…all-knowing. Like a god. Like a universe.” The bed creaked and complained. He silenced it with one look, marching to the side-table.
The angel begged. He slapped his head a few times to silence her. The demon laughed. “Deep within lies the secrets. I searched within the skin, no not there. I searched in the eyes. Not much there either. I dived into all the organs, the kidneys, the lungs, the liver. I found nothing. Nothing.” He hit his head again. “Now the brain, that was interesting. Nerves and impulses, all just energies. I found little ones, not the one. It was not the universe, not the secret. I need to search more.“ He glanced out of the door at the full moon rising high in the pitch dark sky. The owl cried, his eyes wide and wise. “Shut up” he screamed. It flew off disgusted.
He walked to the bed glaring at it. “I searched and searched and then I realized that it must be in the heart. We feel with it, anger, resentment, disgust, hate, but also peace, joy gratitude, hope, love. Emotions are what makes you tick. The secrets must be in the heart. I do believe it is” he whispered. The angel screamed for mercy. The demon laughed in glee.
He glanced into terrified, crying blue eyes. The huge spotlight over the bed glinted on the scalpel in his dirty hands, “This will hurt a bit!” he grinned.