~Things are never what they seem. Find the lost inside the dream ~
Janet Lee Carey is the award-winning author of eight Children's and YA novels. School Library Journal's starred review says, “Verdict: This is quite simply fantasy at its best–original, beautiful, amazing, and deeply moving.”
Janet links each new book with a charitable organization empowering readers to make a difference in the world. She tours in US and abroad presenting at schools, children’s book festivals, and conferences.
~Knife in hand,
I crouched under the willow. Father’s dragon skimmed over the river, her
crimson scales blazed blood red across the surface. Her searing cry rang
through the valley. Dragons live more than a thousand years, their turning eye
sockets allow them to look forward and back, seeing past and future, patterns
in time we humans can never see. My eyes were fixed on smaller things.~
~ Ignoring me,
he flung the window open and called his dragon to the tower, a silent call, a
are female, Vazan. You are powerful,” I said.
“Yessss,” she hissed, “but I am dragon. You
(From graveyard scene with Uma and the red dragon, Vazan.)
swirling gust, swift and hot, stirred us both. Lord Kahlil wheeled overhead,
coming closer with each spiral, his great wings outstretched like sails, the
night clouds deep red above him. Jackrun’s black cloak and my gray one slapped
against each other like battle flags.~
combine earth, wind, and fire in their bodies. They have a power like the sun.
Jackrun had this same life force in him.~