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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My soul yearns for Ireland.

Since I can remember I had this yearning to go to Ireland. I love the green hues dancing among the hills. I’m intrigued by the myths and legends of the fae and lost kingdoms of Ireland. I love the music. I adore the men. I love their accent. I had plans on going for a few years, but life happened, and it got put off till a rainy day. Next year is looking very promising for rainy days, hoping that life keeps itself in control. This yearning has also gone into my ARACH series. I set the epic tale of Arach in Dublin, Ireland. This brought many hours of research for the right spots and the awesome legends to bring to life in Arach. I found many interesting places and tales I did not know of.

Ireland has mystery embedded in the grains of sand covering the emerald isle. There are various tales of fae sightings and legends of the wee folk. The Tuatha De Denann, the fae folk of Ireland, as recently reported in the Sunday Times, inspired even Tolkien. We must, however, remember that these fae are not the Tinkerbell of Peter Pan or the modern day fairy tales of Hollywood. These fae were more human like with superpowers. The Children of the goddess Danu. Kind of like the Elves of Tolkien.

I want to drive down the tiny lanes and green lush fields in search of faery trees. Trees that none would dare to take out. Usually, in the middle of a field, it’s roots protected with stacks of rocks and most probably covered in ribbons. A ribbon for each wish made to the fae. My wishes will definitely adorn many trees in Ireland.

I don’t want to visit the usual tourist places, no I want to go to the littlest of villages, meet the local people. Hear their tales and legends. Hear the stories untouched by modern man’s technology. Then go and search for them. Climb down that mossy, slippery stream with nature chirping it’s glorious song to Gaia. To search for that quick glimpse of something behind a tree, or the melody of a soft song playing among the leaves.

Ai! A dream for now I suppose, but to wake up from that dream in the lush green hills of Ireland, with the laughter and singing of the fae in my ears. I will have a smile as wide as a rainbow, Leprechaun gold dust in my hair and many fae footprints in my soul.


Will the lead guitarist of the Cosmic Kickers, fall for a pierced, tattooed bassist? Why not, she is a faery and finds kilt wearing, long haired werewolves irresistible – More at


Adventure awaits…

Stunning Brodgar Standing Stones,  where the fae will entice you on a magickal journey. Step off the path and follow, adventure awaits you.

Catch up NOW !!!!

Why don’t you catch up on the other books before the final chapter in the magickal epic journey of Raphael and his gang of unworldly beings? Find out more at

PURCHASE BOOK #1 – Arach – Within Lie Dragons by M.G. Schoombee

PURCHASE BOOK #2 – Arach: Whispering Souls by M.G. Schoombee


I love trees. I really, really love trees. I get very upset with idiotic people cutting them down. Beautiful full-grown or young, any tree. WHY? So upset that I scream at them from my car — Murderers! All I get is that — crazy lady, run look.

Why do it? Trees are so magnificent. Beautiful. Regal. On this earth for many more years than you or me. They are our connection to the other realms. To the magick of nature and being alive.

Have you ever sat under a tree or even spend time close to a tree, taken a deep breath and just felt the energy the tree is sending out? I can sit under them for hours. Hug them, stare at them, even talk to them.

To feel that ancient energy flowing into your body, healing, energizing or just caressing you. Whatever you need at that moment will be given to you with all the love and gratitude of mother earth. Everything on this beautiful earth of ours is energy. Energy vibrating at different frequencies, in different dimensions. We just need to tune into the frequency of the tree, of Mother Nature to feel her caring embrace.

They just keep on living, keep on reaching for the sunshine, for the stars. They seem so happy for no reason at all. Taking in deep breaths of air and handing that magick over to us undeserving humans, to keep alive.

“Look at the trees, look at the birds, look at the clouds, look at the stars… and if you have eyes you will be able to see that the whole existence is joyful. Everything is simply happy.” ~Osho

I can disappear for hours among the trees, drinking in their magick, searching the branches for little enquiring faces looking down at me. You need to take a little time out of your busy day and just mingle with them. Feel the healing embrace of mother earth, reaching out to caress her child.

Listen to the whispers of the trees. The softer the whisper, the more important the message. Listen with your soul.

We only have one hope left !

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. To the “Ragnarok” of all living things.

Lost Fae !!

“The lost fae, they have fangs, they feed on blood just like the vampires. Their blood runs black.”

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