
Meet Alexander Drake, a curious young man living in a drab, oversized mansion with his secretive father. He spent his days playing alone. In the back of his mind he wondered what happened to his mother, and why his father was tight-lipped about the past; but secrets have a way of getting out.
It all started with a stay at his grandmother’s cottage. Alexander found strange clues tucked away in his father’s old bedroom. With a mysterious key and several maps in his pack he set off on an innocent search for answers about his family.
When he discovered a secret passageway the search took a dramatic turn. He suddenly worried about what was searching for him. Alexander was being hunted by a sorcerer from his father’s past.
Answers lead to more questions and the journey of his life.
Join Alexander for a thrilling adventure in Azra’s Pith, a place of beauty and magic… but beware—something evil lurks in the shadows.
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Ferdinand finally stopped, allowing Alexander to
catch up. “Did you bring the key with you, young man?”
“Oh, yes! Is this what you’re talking about?”
Alexander pulled the strange key out of his pocket. The sparkle and beautiful
chiming intensified in his hands.
Ferdinand was mesmerized. “I haven't seen that key
since....” The frog's eyes gleamed. It was apparent he had a connection to the
key. “Let’s see if it still works.” The creature disappeared into a thick fern.
Alexander pushed the fern back to find him rubbing
his long-fingered hands together with anticipation in front of a large dead
tree. “Okay, it’s a dead tree. What are we doing here?”
“Hush!” Ferdinand whispered with a sting in his
tone. “We must watch for the Passageway. It appears; then it's gone at the
blink of an eye.”
Within seconds, the rays of the sun shot through
gaps in the surrounding trees onto the thick trunk. A small portion at the base
took on a brassy tone, and radiant emerald leaves instantly sprouted from every
curvy branch.
“It’s—it’s—magic—it has to be! Amazing! ” Alexander
gasped. This was the tree in his dreams.
A glowing light beamed through the center, forming
a slit barely large enough for the key to fit in. Alexander brought his hands
to his face, partially covering his eyes. “I—I can't believe this is
happening!”
“Alexander, hurry—the key—put it in!”
Alexander fumbled with the key and quickly slid it
in the slot. The key turned on its own, without the help of Alexander's nervous
fingers. Almost immediately, a portion of the tree dissolved into the tiny
specks of light Alexander knew all too well. They danced in celebration,
creating an intense energy field.
“Come, Alexander—we must move quickly!” Ferdinand
took a blind leap into the specks of light and disappeared.
“I'm afraid!” Alexander was frantic. He had visited
this tree in his dreams many times before. Could his mother have been trying to
tell him something? “This is crazy! What have I gotten myself into?”
This was far beyond anything Alexander could have
ever imagined, but his heart ached for his mother, and he wanted answers. He
knew if he truly wanted things in his life to change, this was something he
must do. He closed his eyes and took a flying leap into the tree.