THE CRESCENT MOON
Realm of the Prophets #Book 1
In the city of Arbash, nestled on the outskirts of a vast desert, the young girl My'ala walks out among the vineyards overlooking a delicate blue sea. Reaching a gnarled tree atop a small hill, she stumbles upon an old man, nestled among its roots - his name is Artemis the Hermit, and he longs to answer the simple question.
What is the meaning of life?
As the years pass, and the realities of a difficult life struggling to get by weigh heavy upon her, My'ala finds herself returning to the Hermit by the tree to seek counsel, and to find purpose in a world where she feels so lost. But when an enemy appears from the sea, and her family are torn apart by the spectre of war, it is in the Hermit's teachings that My'ala will find her answers - and how the meaning of life may just save her city from a swift and certain end...
‘We must count our blessings,’ she said.
‘No,’ he corrected: ‘we must make our blessings count…’
This book is not a traditional fantasy book in any respect of the term. It is a philosophical discussion about the meaning of life and how we interpret our existence, told through the lens of a young girl in a desert kingdom growing up in turbulent times. There is a wise man, and a lot of symbolism; it is a story that makes me smile and makes me cry. I hope you get as much out of it as I have.