Friday, 11 March 2016

Fantasy adventure of magic and sorcery

The Legend Of Heliodor: The Crystal Spirits 
Clive Culverhouse

Imagine growing up with an ancient sacred legend only to find out you’re in it!
A scruffy young boy called Kyan is suddenly thrown into a world of magical crystals and Fire-Tongue dragons. The Legend Of Heliodor is taught and embellished by the mysterious and scary Professor Cinnabar and it tells that a thousand years ago a rich and powerful King hid two crystal spirits, one controlling the forces of good, the other the forces of evil.
But the crystal spirits have since been found.
Now Kyan must learn crystal magic quickly to take over from his ancestors and begin a dangerous quest to reunite the crystals to bring back balance before the evil spirit destroys the life and the land he knows.
But someone is out to stop him and the evil has already started.

Exciting fantasy adventure for older children, teens and young adults. 

The Power of the crystals

It is widely known, from ancient times to today, that crystals have special powers about them whether for healing, guidance or protection, but now those powers are taken to the next level in this amazingly enchanting tale where gemstones, magic and alchemy come to life in spectacular fashion. 

Learning the magic of the crystals


Professor Larimar carefully selected a magnificent-looking red crystal from a small collection of crystals that he produced from a hidden pocket and that were loosely wrapped in an old ragged piece of material that had certainly seen better days. He held the gem on the palm of his porky hand and pointed his hand towards a table at the side of the room that had books and scientific equipment on it.
Nothing happened at first, but then Larimar’s happy face changed from a smiling expression to one of deep thought and concentration. Soon the Professor was lost in some sort of trance, staring keenly into the chosen gem.
            The table slowly rose from the floor.
            It lifted a good few feet from where it had stood, tipping slightly and almost shedding its load. The class of children gasped and the table moved closer to them, hovering, tipping one way and then the other way, somehow the clutter on the table shifted and teetered but remained in place on top of the see-sawing piece of classroom furniture.
Some of the children closest to the unpredictable table dodged and moved as they thought they were going to have everything that littered the top, fall on to them in a rain of solid, hard objects. The table then carried on, going higher and higher over their heads, magically hanging in the air, dancing to and fro.

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