Changelings. They were the descendants of Man and Fae. They walked between worlds – as healers, mystics, even kings – but no more. He thought he was the last, alone and lost, until the day he saw them.
Irish teens Maureen O’Malley and Sean McAndrew are lost in time. To find a way home, they must curry favor with pirates, dodge a revolution, and defy a king out of Ireland’s deepest legends.
They are Changelings, and they have magic in their blood – magic, which will rekindle a centuries-old war that threatens to tear the very fabric of time.
Pirates and rebels and myths, oh my!
Changelings: Into the Mist is the first book in the exciting Changelings series, and it is available in print and digital from Amazon today!
D: And it’s about bloody time.
A: Excuse me?
D: A year-and-a-half you’ve been telling people about my book!
A: And I’ve been writing it – and its initial sequel, Into the Storm for two years. What’s your point?
D: Good lord, woman – has it really been two years? That’s practically an eon in in this, as you say, the digital age. Now, back in my day, stories were as close and immediate as the household bard.
A: Back in your day, you had to rely on oral tradition. And that meant memorizing every story, and every genealogy. How long did your initial training take you? Nine years?
D: . . . Okay, point taken.
D: But even you’ve said, more than once, that this story in particular has been twenty years in the making.
A: This is true, and I wouldn’t have had it any other way – your incessant crabbing notwithstanding.
A: And your greatness, your pathos and the sheer breadth of your history. It took that long just to allow the stories to blend. And I wouldn’t have it any other way.
D: Wow, A . . . what can I say, but, thank you?
A: And thank you, D. We’ve done some mighty fine work together. I’m so pleased it’s out there for people to enjoy. It is, quite simply, a life-long dream come true.
I sat in the grove of my own creation and stared out at a world and a people descended of mine own. As I watched, trees gave way to stone and the Many lost their claim to the priests of the One.
Then the wheel turned. The sacred trees grew around my effigy of stone and the Many came out of hiding. I sat in my grove and watched a world outside my imagination, willing it to see.
She saw. She saw me with uncanny green eyes – the green eyes of my mother and her mother before her: witch’s eyes.
Joy rose in me. It was time – time to join the world after years of solitude, time to act after centuries of stillness.
I closed my eyes and reached across the barrier, to touch my future and my past…
Advanced praise for Changelings: Into the Mist
“It’s a love-letter to Ireland.” ~ Helena Hann-Basquiat, Memoirs of a Dilettante, Vol. One
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About the Author
Descended of pirates and revolutionaries, Katie Sullivan is a lover and student of all things Irish. Born in the States, she is a dual US/Irish citizen, and studied history and politics at University College, Dublin – although, at the time, she seriously considered switching to law, if only so she could attend lectures at the castle on campus. She lives in the American Midwest with her son, two cats and a pesky character in her head named D (but you can call him Dubh). She can be found writing with said character weekly at her blog, The D/A Dialogues.
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