From the author of Fairest Son (review here!) comes the beginning of an epic saga, MOONSCRIPT! I've been following along on H.S.J. Williams' social media as this novel is written and I already know I am going to love these characters! Here is the description:
"It is said that Darkness is empty and whatever vanishes into its depths is lost forever. I know this better than anyone. For I have suffered here in the shadows, and there are none who might find me."
Seventy years. Seventy years the elven prince has been lost to the darkness, assumed dead by his people and endlessly broken for a book that connects to the hidden realm of his ancestors, a land untouched by evil.
And now a light in the shadows. A chance for freedom. But those willing to help him come from the unlikeliest of worlds.
The orphan girl, yearning for a loving family, and the boy who won't leave her side. A healer maiden given an unexpected chance for a life beyond narrowed expectations. A grieving creature flown far from home.
They all search for something and now their fates are tied to his. If their quest for life can pull him from the dark mire in which his soul drowns, then perhaps he can be saved.
Or else he will drag them all down to a fate worse than death.
The beginning of an epic saga, MOONSCRIPT is a journey of innocence, despair, and redemption.
RELEASING MAY 7th, 2020
Author Website: https://www.hsjwilliams.com/
Goodreads Page: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/18131512.H_S_J_Williams
Cover Artist: @morgana0anagrom https://www.instagram.com/morgana0anagrom
Without further ado, here is the cover reveal!
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