It’s Friday once more (yay), and it’s time for another Lost Dogs Introduction chapter. This one is from the 8th book in the series, North Into The Past, and it’s about elves.
The dwarves grew under the roots of the mountains. Present since the dawn of time, they remember everything.
The humans crawled out of the oceans and up into the trees. They plucked the fruits, climbed down again, and made the world their own.
The anfylk appeared in secret, created by the Lady who loves them. Spring and Summer. Autumn and Winter. One tribe for each season.
Dwarves, human, anfylk – they’re all of this world. Even the lamin huur, who died out when the gods arrived and only live on in legend, were of this world.
The elves, however, are not.
With their home world overrun by demons, the elven forebears tore a hole in the fabric of existence, flew a city through it, and crashed into the ocean.
That was twelve thousand years ago, and those beings are still here.
Unable to die. Unable to leave.
Their offspring in this world became the first members of the elven race. An imperfect image of their elders, in a world they didn’t belong. Their new home taking a dire toll on souls and bodies. With each new generation, the elves grew shorter, and their magic weaker.
In this day and age, few elves are born, and those who are, will never grow taller than an average human.
Their magic, however, is still stronger.
That’s it for this time…
If you’re curious to learn more about the Lost Dogs series, I’d recommend checking the About page, here.
You’ll also find the first Introduction chapter, for Lost Dogs #1: Last Fight of the Old Hound, here.
If you’re already sold and just want to start reading, I’d recommend picking up Lost Dogs: Betrayals. It’s an omnibus edition, containing the first five books in the series, and it’s available here.
Finally, if you do check out the book, please leave a review, it’s very much appreciated.