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Thursday, 14 January 2016

BLOG TOUR & #GIVEAWAY - The Key of Alanar by Rory B. Mackay

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The Key of Alanar by Rory B. Mackay
(The Alanar Ascendant #1)
Publication date: August 15th 2015
Genres: Young Adult, Fantasy


Lasandria: an ancient, advanced civilization, consigned to oblivion by the greed and power-lust of its own people. The coming apocalypse heralds the arrival of a new evil that will ravage the world of Alanar for an entire age. Yet on the eve of Lasandria’s destruction, the ethereal overseers of the mortal realm grant a dispensation—a promise of hope for the future.

That hope lies with an orphaned teenager named David, born some ten millennia later; a boy whose isolated and uncertain existence leads him on a journey upon which hinges the fate of not just his world, but countless others.

On the run from a brutal military force, David’s quest is one born of shattered dreams and tainted by the thirst for revenge. As an inter-dimensional war that has been waged since the beginning of time threatens to consume his world, the dark force that destroyed Lasandria lurks in the shadows, ready to take possession of the one thing that will either save Alanar or destroy it: David.

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Darien, Janna and Mariane stood motionless on the marsh bank, frozen in terror. Naranyan however was quick to react. He reached out and pulled them back, shouting at them to run for cover. Roused from their petrified stupor, they did just that. But running on such slippery, uneven ground was easier said than done. Within seconds Janna had slipped and fallen headfirst into the mud. Darien, who’d been just ahead of her, stopped and went back to help her. But it was too late, for the creature was upon her, ready to swoop down and tear into her.
David felt so helpless. He and Janir were too far away—there was nothing they could do but watch in horror as the serpent lunged at her. But just as it was about to snatch Janna in its jaws, a metal projectile pierced the creature’s neck. It arched upward in shock, letting out a shriek of pain.
Another metal blade shot toward it, this time impaling the creature between the eyes. The serpent thrashed about, howling in agony. Another round of projectiles punctured its neck and head, until it eventually fell to the ground, dislodging a wall of mud in its wake. David watched, his heart thundering in his chest as the lifeless serpent submerged into the mud.
“What happened?” Darien asked as he helped a shocked but relieved Janna to her feet. “Who killed that thing?”
“That’s a good question,” David said, turning to Janir. 
Janir looked around the swamp until something caught his eye. Following his line of vision, David saw a figure standing some way across the swamp, only just visible through the grimy screen of mist. With horror, David realized what it was. It was a Kellian. Although he had never seen one before, the description seemed unmistakable.
Tall, broad and extremely muscular, the Kellian was built more like a bulky animal than a man; with coarse grey skin and bony ridges stretching from the top of his hairless head down his face and neck. The man wore little aside from a loincloth and leather studded buckles across his rippling chest; the most obvious adornment being his formidable personal armory, which included various sheathed blades and a metal crossbow aimed directly at them.
It took David a moment to realize what had happened. It was the Kellian that had fired those arrows and killed the serpent. He had saved their lives—but why?
No one moved a muscle. All eyes were upon the Kellian, who stared back at them, expressionless, his crossbow still trained on them. Janir broke the uneasy silence. “I take it we are your prisoners now?”
The Kellian slowly shook his head and lowered his weapon. “Go,” he boomed, his voice a deep, resonant rumble. “Now, while you still can.”
David didn’t understand. Why would he just let them go? That was nothing like the Kellians he’d heard about.
Without another word, Janir turned to his comrades and motioned for them to leave. He clearly wasn’t going to question the Kellian lest he change his mind.
But they were too late. David’s heart sank as he saw at least six other Kellians emerging through the swamp alongside the first. With a roar of glee, they congratulated their comrade on his find. “Good hunting, Chari,” one of them jeered. “Who would have thought a lowly Null would end up with such a catch. Maybe there is hope for you after all.”
Their gruff, animalistic faces darkened as they began to close in on their prey, knives drawn and crossbows poised to fire. David knew there was no point in putting up a struggle; to do so would have amounted to suicide. Outnumbered and outmaneuvered, there was nothing they could do to resist. They were prisoners of the Kellians.

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A natural born writer, thinker and dreamer, Rory Mackay was born in Glasgow, Scotland in 1979. As an ardent student of Vedanta, Zen and Taoism, one of Rory’s true passions is exploring the potential of fiction and art to elevate mood and expand consciousness.

Rory is the author of the visionary fantasy/sci-fi novels “Eladria” (2013) and “The Key of Alanar” (2015), as well as a translation and commentary of the Tao Te Ching (2014) and several short stories. He is in the process of writing a self help book and writes a regular blog at His website is

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  1. Hey, thanks for featuring 'The Key of Alanar' on Archaeolibrarian :)

  2. Our pleasure - good luck with the rest of your tour :)

  3. Love the cover!! And it sounds like a great book, thanks for sharing :)

    1. Thanks Victoria! I'm really pleased with the cover, it turned out really well :)

  4. Thanks for hosting today! :)

  5. Great post!!! Congratulations and nice cover!

    1. Thanks Ran, glad you enjoyed it! :)