I am totally smitten by Beckon, and I can hardly wait to start editing it. This is most definitely something special, and I have a publisher in mind already.
I leave you with a final excerpt from this novel that I love:
My eyes scanned the landscape. The village was in a shambles. The buildings, even though they were on fire, were very unlike the buildings in my world. I wondered what had started the fires, and automatically looked to the skies for dragons.
Soaring high above, through white rain clouds and black soot columns, giant stiff birds with strange wings and noses flew in a V-formation.
I touched Beck's shoulder, where he crouched on the dirt. "What are those birds? Did they start the fire?"
He looked up and squinted at the shapes. "Those aren't birds." His eyes widened.
I turned back and saw that the birds were dropping what looked like little dots from where we stood.
"Chan, we have to go." He grabbed my hand.
"Where are we going?"
"Away from here!" He pulled on my arm, urging me to run.
I lifted one side of my dress and ran after him.
Oh yes. This is something special indeed.