Hawke makes contact with Kegan Frederickson and they forge a plan to return Synjan to her homeworld. Hawke has to continue his charade as 'Aron' and travel with Synjan and Daeson a little longer.
The next world is a dystopian relic, suffering the aftermath of a bioweapon called the Ark. Within a city slowly being overtaken by nature, the three Wanderers rescue a woman, Leiara. She quickly befriends Daeson, and soon her presence adds a layer of mistrust, paranoia and jealousy. Is she what she claims to be, a Wanderer like them? If so, then she only wants the safety they can provide. But if she's something else entirely, what could she be after?
As the small group heads towards the portal that will be their escape from the ruined world, Hawke has to decide how best to betray Synjan... and if he even wants to.
I am the firstborn child of a baker and a housewife and I think it’s very much due to my parents’ loving, accepting natures that my life has always been happy and straightforward. Born in 1973 in Brisbane, I became a teacher – my life never straying far from the institution of education.
As a child, I was a voracious reader. Whether I was on one of our numerous family holidays, travelling to my younger brother’s incessant sporting events or just lazing around at home, I was reading. It was a running joke in our family, that I never had my nose out of a book. My parents eventually learned not to pester me about the life I was ‘missing’ beyond those beloved pages; I didn’t care. I was living hundreds of lives vicariously.
When I met Delia, that changed. She opened the world of writing for me and I experienced for the first time the wonder of creating, rather than just experiencing.
As an only child with an active imagination, I created many stories through the use of my toys. My bookcase was overflowing and I loved visiting the library. I'd always been a reader but I hadn't considered writing until a childhood friend said we should write our ideas down. Once I started writing my stories, I couldn't stop.
I gravitated to stories of peculiar places and happenings. I was a real Twilight Zone fan, narrated by the enigmatic Rod Serling. I loved the twists and dark reveals and my writing initially didn't stray far from that. I was always a fan of fantasy - of Greek myths of old or contemporary paranormal stories. They captured my imagination and opened me to worlds of possibilities. There were no constraints on fantasy, no wrong or right answers; anything I dreamed up was acceptable.
In high school I met my closest friend in life (my soul friend) and she wrote with me. We started an awful (terrible!) horror novel together called Nightschool but after a few weeks (or maybe months?) of that, we moved onto our beloved Wanderers.
We never looked back.