Dragons are extinct, everyone knows that. Nevertheless, all of Rukasford has seen how wandering swordswoman Thaoryn slayed a black dragon. It almost makes up for her strange features and unwomanly profession—until gaps appear in her story and she has no other choice but to flee.
How much exactly she messed up only becomes apparent when a wizard uses her greatest secret to force her into his service. In her attempts to get rid of him, she gets ever more entangled in a conflict in which she can’t afford to trust anybody.
‘Thaoryn’ is the working title of a fantasy story for which the first idea sprang up more than ten years ago, and that will span several novels. It is a story about a woman in search of her origins, and of her place in the hostile world that surrounds her.
With Thaoryn, the land of Mennistriam came into being, and from Mennistriam sprang other characters and stories. At the moment I’m focusing on some of those other stories, meanwhile working to lay a solid foundation on which I will then be able to finish Thaoryn’s story.
The dragon in the illustration is from www.madetobeunique.com.