The Prophecy of Three—How I Did It

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The Prophecy of Three—How I Did It

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Everything changed for Simon Falke the first time he fell through the fire…

For as long as there has been Light, Dark has existed. And now the Dark is growing in power, wielded by the witch Morgana, who wants to eliminate the Light altogether.

Two worlds, existing side by side, will collide. A prophecy foretold centuries ago is coming to pass. Three teenagers will discover untold power, drawn into a war they knew nothing about. They must embrace their new lives and hone their abilities, if they are to save two worlds.

The idea for The Prophecy of Three Quartet came from an abiding love of fantasy, myths, legends and folklore. I’ve been fascinated by British and Arthurian legends since the moment I discovered them and I’ve read voraciously about them in both fiction and non-fiction. I’m a huge fan of Rick Riordan and his reinvention of Greek myths, but I thought it was high time Arthurian and British folklore got a chance to be explored. And so, The Prophecy of Three was born. I’ve read J.R.R. Tolkien, J.K. Rowling, C.S. Lewis and other fantasy authors for years now and I wanted to create my own world, that I had control over. I like books that take ordinary people and throw them into something unexpected, and they discover worlds that exist, hidden, alongside our own.

I knew it would be hard to create a world that was believable and so the first thing I did was get a notebook and fill it with laws, spells, people, creatures, places and anything else I could think of that I wanted in the world of The Prophecy of Three. I ended up filling two notebooks and a lot of sheets of paper before I started planning. I decided it would be easier if I plotted the entire series, then I would know exactly where I was headed. And so I spent several weeks shaping the story arc and the plots of each of the four books. I knew how the series would begin and I knew how it would end. I just had to fill what happened in between. But when I did start writing I found that the series would take me away from my plans, a new character would rear its head, or a subplot would come into being and change the direction of the series. But I was adamant that the end would not change. And, as I’m writing the third book, the resolution to Simon, Evelyn and James’s journey has not changed.

The first book, The Keys of Time, took me three years to complete and is out now on Amazon. Book 2, The Demon’s Hunt is set for release on December 21st and I’m excited where the plot and characters are going. If you want to sample The Keys of Time, take a look at the excerpt below…

Simon ignored the protests of James and Falamir. He felt a hand close around his ankle, but pulled himself free and climbed onto the bonnet of the car. Slick with rain and black blood, the bonnet would have been impossible to hold onto if it were not for the serrated grooves cut into it by the raven’s talons. He looked up to see the giant bird struggling to beat its wings as Evelyn thrashed and beat at it with balled fists. The rain stung Simon’s face and eyes; he had no choice but to look away. He reaffirmed his grip on the jagged tears in the metal, felt them lacerate his palms. Then a squawk, shrill and angry, came from behind him and Simon turned to see another of the other ravens flapping overhead, slashing the air with its claws.

He summoned his magic and, spurred by his fear for Evelyn, it boiled within him and his skin grew hot. He willed it to make him rise up, and an instant later he was travelling away from the car, up through the harsh rain and towards the raven that still clung to a kicking, writhing Evelyn.

The raven shrieked at Simon as he approached and, transferring Evelyn to its other claw, turned to face him. It flattened its wings until they were poised like black knives, then it rocketed towards Simon, who was still rising up through the rain and wind. He saw the raven diving towards him, and for a moment he met Evelyn’s eyes. A searing heat burst through him and he thrust out his hand and bright, flaring fire gushed from his splayed palm. The grey sky was lit up with a pillar of white flames. He willed the fire to avoid Evelyn and the flames arced higher. The raven halted its descent and beat its wings in a desperate attempt to move backwards. Simon cursed as the column of fire only caught the raven’s wing tip before disappearing into the clouds.

Blinking out the stinging, blinding rain, Simon willed himself to go higher. He needed a weapon, something he could control more easily than his magic. As he climbed, he remembered what Falamir had said about their swords: “If it is not with you, all you have to do is summon it.” Moments later he felt something pressing against his hand and he closed his fist around the hilt of his appearing sword.

Evelyn, seeing what Simon had done, summoned her sword too, and began lashing out with it at the raven. But the swirling winds and the grip she was held in made it nigh on impossible for her to land any effective blows.

Simon continued hurtling forwards, tightening his grip on his sword. The next second, he had reached the raven and slammed into the saturated, stinking feathers of the bird’s chest. The feathers scratched his face like barbs. It didn’t take the raven long to recover and it began slashing at Simon with its free claw. Narrowly avoiding the deadly talons, Simon tried to stab with his sword. But every time he let go of the feathers with his blade hand, the raven would swat it aside, patterning his arm with burning gashes.

Author Bio

Ever since I realized that books did not spring from thin air and that people wrote them, I knew that I wanted to be a writer. Growing up on diet of fantasy and folklore and living in the fantasy worlds of Tolkien and Rowling it felt natural for me to write. The Prophecy of Three Quartet was born from my fascination with Arthurian legend and a love of stories that combine two worlds. If I’m not writing, I’m thinking about writing and if I’m not thinking about writing I’m reading. I am also a huge fan of Marvel and movies (particularly anything directed by Steven Spielberg, Peter Jackson, Christopher Nolan and JJ Abrams).