Jashandar’s Wake Duology by Lane Kyles (Books 1 & 2)
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Overview: L.S. Kyles lives in the north central Midwest with his wife and five children. He is pushing middle age (reluctantly) and enjoys jogging and gardening and reading as much fantasy and horror as is humanly possible. With experience in public education and community counseling, the author thoroughly enjoys all religious and existential issues related to achieving peace and harmony in the human condition
Genre: Epic Fantasy
Jashandar’s Wake – Book One: The Happenings: In the Words of Good Living, the holy text by which Amian disciples live their lives, Owndiah promises each of his followers a peace that surpasseth all human understanding. And when Brine the disciple leaves his homeland and travels to the desert monastery of Valley Rock to serve Owndiah and to walk in the footsteps of Amontus, he thinks he will obtain this peace.
He is wrong—Dead wrong.
It is only after ten years of trying—and all but giving up on the ineffable goal—that God decides to call. It happens as Brine is reading a mysterious letter from his homeland, feeling the presence of God envelop him so sweetly, so utterly, that there is no other way to interpret the sensation. Owndiah wants Brine to go home, wants him back in the Kingdom of Jashandar. Could the peace that surpasseth all human understanding be there?
Jaysh the woodsman—ardent recluse and current subject in the Kingdom of Jashandar—would have to say yes. For even though Jaysh knows nothing about monasteries or prophets or powerful feelings from his dreams, he knows a lot about peace. He knows it comes from living in the hills and valleys of the kingdom and from spending time with a scroungy, little cat-like creature named Zeph. Or at least he used to know this.
Here of late, Jaysh’s life has been less than peaceful. Ever since the Kingdom of Jashandar began to wake, tranquility is hard to come by. There are disfigured animals, defiled rivers, that large and voiceless creature peeking at him from the bushes…
Jashandar is a mess.
Jashandar’s Wake – Book Two: Unclean Places: The Royal Council of Onador has its back against the wall. Royal subjects fleeing the kingdom, rivers poisoned—rivers missing—livestock wadded into mush and left to rot, depleted military occupying the Mad Man’s Pass and defending against the evil creatures with the giant hands. With no troops to deploy and the kingdom in shambles, the Royal Council has no choice but to leave the castle and address the happenings with its own two hands.
In response to the mysterious killer of the Sway (that foul beast which crushes the eyeballs from livestock and skewers holes in the wildlife), Jaysh the woodsman is hoping to get lucky. He is hunting a creature that leaves no marks and cannot be tracked and he is doing so with an erudite general who’s a bit on the skittish side and a walking statue who has a bad habit of disappearing.
For the missing waters of the Leresh, Brine the disciple accompanies the sleepy-eyed counselor from Lathia, Balthus Sneel, and about thirty of the biggest (and smelliest) mercenaries the Kingdom of Lathia has to offer. He is also taking the oldest and most addlepated of the counselors, Godfry Dowel, because anytime Brine goes on a perilous journey through a forest of dangling tongues—searching for the headwaters of the one river that hydrates the kingdom’s crops—he always likes to take along a decrepit old man whose legs can’t keep up and whose mind is a wreck.
Seeking a cure for the poisonous sludge floating across the Mela, the brainchild of the royal missions, Iman Janusery, joins forces with the deformed counselor of Erinthalmus, Reetsle Baggershaft, and the shaggy counselor of Igus, Muminofilous (or Mums). It isn’t clear how much good Mums will contribute to this mission, seeing how she believes the happenings are an irreversible part of the land’s truer—and darker—nature, but her contribution will doubtlessly be as beneficial as that of her companions. Iman views the entire endeavor as one more tale of grandeur to add to his collection and Reetsle suffers from a bloodlust so deep it borders on suicidal.
Lastly, in an effort to locate the Golden One (that elusive creature that once resided atop the boulders of the Devils’ Dome and wallowed in its lustrous camouflage), Kowin the Healer wrestles his way through the grasses of the Sway and struggles to ascend its lair. Kowin has been told the missing Golden One—and more importantly the missing gold—is an indispensable asset in the reconstruction efforts of the kingdom. Kowin has also been told he suffers from a severe learning disability and is a sick and twisted creature (mostly because he enjoys butchering small animals and examining their insides).
So, with the pressure of the happenings weighing on their minds, and with some minds occupied with thoughts of squirrel guts and warfare and impressing the local ladies, no one stops to think about the unclean places of the land, the basins of slime, the forests of meat, the dirty black bog and the town of lost souls…
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