Clarissa Cartharn has always had a deep love for language. Her pursuit of it has led her to attain a BA majoring in English Language and Literature, sought a career in English teaching for six years before finally becoming a lawyer. But when she took up the pen, she realised what she was really desiring for was the cathartic release of her wild imaginations via writing.
Clarissa is interested in learning new languages and is currently on a quest on conquering Mandarin Chinese. Her quirky sense of humour and love for language, culture and people are fortunately shared by her husband, and two children."Dynasty O'Shea" is her first novel.
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The Kingdom of Gammalon is taken siege by evil Lord Dravidor of Dark Vale. Its army has been driven out of the kingdom and now seeking refuge in the caves of Mount Kiznon. Their only hope lies in a man that lives in a different world- the present.
Jack O'Shea, the crown prince of Gammalon takes refuge in the present world upon directions by the General of the Gammalonian Army as they seek to reinforce soldiers and weapons after a gruesome battle with the Dark Vale army. Stuck in the present world for eighteen years, he has never spoken of his heritage to his children. So when he is recalled to save Gammalon, he least expects that his four children will be journeying with him to the World of Spassenia. As they cross the gates of dimensions, they enter a world unlike they've ever known-one where magic and power prevail over all who live in it. With perils at every turn they take, they must seek the alliance of the mythical shadow warriors of the Tsez Xian to win the war against Dravidor.
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Jack squatted at where David had been standing. He pushed the reeds aside to take a closer look. He discovered that David was right. He stood up and walked around the edge. His shoulders were slouched, his head down as he focused between the reeds. He bent down occasionally to brush the reeds aside as he poked into the dirt with a stick. He anxiously examined the pond edge.
David watched his father curiously. “You’re not missing the horses, are you Dad,” he stated sarcastically. “There’s enough poo here for the both of us.”
Jack straightened up with a sudden jolt. He found what he was looking for. A breeze blew across his face adding to his nervousness. He held onto David’s arm and ran towards his family like a mad man, pulling David along with him.
Rachel was enjoying the cool wind nestling on the sides of her neck when another strong breeze blew onto her. She straightened up alert. She wasn’t sure of what she had just heard and tried to sift through the sounds of the wind again. But they were lost. She looked at her two eldest children who had remained silent all through their trek. They were still sitting, perched on small rocks, each in deep thought, probably analysing the events of that morning, she thought. She then turned in the direction of her husband and David. Jack was running frantically towards them with a bewildered David right behind him. He pointed furiously towards the woods. It suddenly occurred to Rachel that she had heard the sounds correctly. She held Bronwyn’s arm and rushed towards Ally and Alex.
“Come on!” she called out and ran into the army of sensitive grass. “This way!”
Alex and Ally ran after their mother, not comprehending what had just gone wrong, only that something had.
“Mimosa Pudica, Mum!” cried Ally feeling the thorns pricking into her ankles.
“I know!” shouted back her mother in annoyance.
“It hurts!” Ally cried out again.
“You think!” her mother answered, annoyed that her sanity had just been questioned.
“Can’t we go around it?!” shouted out Alex
“No time!” said Jack breathlessly as he caught up to them. “Soldiers!”
“Dravidor!” cried out David as he shot past Alex and Ally and almost into his mother.
“Good god!” Alex and Ally let out and sped up to reach for the cover of the woods.
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