TITLE: The Mad Mystical Journey of L.C. Littleman
GENRE: YA fantasy
Toward winter, the earth shook and the sea drowned the village of Tali-Mali with its foul temper. Dazed villagers wandered for days through salty ruins, eating spider crabs and sleeping under a red moon. Word got out that there was a place where the earth hadn’t changed, a wilderness ranch, where food was abundant and miracles flowed, even on Sundays. Traveling on foot, the hungry, injured villagers sought this place.
They were welcomed by a youth with sorrowful eyes who fed and sheltered them. In his humble presence, the villagers felt boundless love; their fears dissolved and their wounds healed quickly. Asked to explain this, the young man hesitated to speak, and sat silent till moved by unseen forces. With simplicity even a child could understand, he said: “Open your hearts; life will not fail you.” And all the while, his eyes betrayed a history; one could feel its watery green quiver. Something to do with a girl.
Rumors abound concerning his origin. His journey, like the wonder-workers gone before him, involved a series of foolish misadventures that forced him beyond his natural abilities. Some say he was born of a lion and a goddess, and raised in a Cave of Fire. Others claim that as an infant, his father, a prince who’d been jealous of his gifts, set him adrift in a bucket. And yet others argue that he was once an orphan with a rotten temper. Here now, is the truth.