Title: ELEMENTAL FIRE
Genre: YA Fantasy
Word Count: 70,000
Fourteen-year-old horse-crazy Brook Steward hides in her father’s laboratory and sees him disappear through a rock wall. She follows him to the parallel world of Tirasvara.
Brook finds her dad’s secret life guarding a cultural melting pot of inhabitants from a dangerous madman intent on stealing five Elemental Fire talismans. Together, the talismans can be used to rewrite the gateway rules. Each theft sends ripples of energy to other worlds resulting in catastrophic weather, including a freak blizzard that killed Brook’s mother.
Brook must overcome her grief, join forces with the legendary Ghost Horse and harness the power of one of the talismans to foil the thief. If she fails, her pathway home will be destroyed, leaving her world to suffer apocalyptic storms.
ELEMENTAL FIRE is a YA Fantasy, complete at 70,000 words. It functions as a standalone book, but is intended to be the first of a five book Elemental series similar to Piers Anthony’s Incarnations of Immortality with touches of The Last Airbender.
I peered into the stone-walled room Dad used as his home laboratory. I’d never gone inside without Dad around, but I needed a tool to punch holes in my stirrup leathers. I got my first horse three months ago, and my inherited saddle was made for someone much bigger. Even when Vienna behaved, my skinny butt slid all over.
The steel workbenches were empty except for a clock nestled in a jumble of wires. Must be some physics experiment for the university. Dad hadn’t mentioned his latest project, but then his gadgets hadn’t topped our discussion list for several months.
I dug through drawers filled with soldering irons, resistors and meters. Nothing looked capable of poking holes through leather, so I made sure nothing looked out of place and returned to the garage side of the old apple shed. Buried under unfinished projects, I found a large nail and hammer. Wouldn’t be pretty, but it’d get the job done.
As I raised the hammer, the lab door opened. A thin man wearing a ridiculous Futurama tee rushed through. Dad’s head above robot Bender’s body. I would have laughed, but some days it was the perfect uniform.
“Dad? Where’d you come from? I was just in there.”
Brown eyes gawked through thick lenses. His mouth opened and closed. “Brook! Why were you in my shop? My equipment’s expensive.” He stabbed a finger in my face with each word. “Just. Stay. Out.”
Seriously? He appears in a locked room, and I’m the one in trouble?