Vyrkarion: The Talisman of Anor by J. A. CullumVyrkarion: The Talisman of Anor by J. A. Cullum

Vyrkarion: The Talisman of Anor

byJ. A. Cullum

Paperback | September 23, 2013

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An opulent novel of racial and religious tensions, politics, deceit, passion and of course, magic!
In a world divided by nine races, humanity struggles to remain independent against the shape shifter races who would enslave it.
In this third and final volume of the Karionin trilogy, the wizard Myrriden passes the living crystal Vyrkarion to a young noblewoman, Alanna Cairn, insisting she seek training from the cursed wizard Jerevan Rayne. Blinded by her opinion of Jerev an she foolishly refuses to pursue his help.
Aavik, the shape-shifting wizard-lord of the lizard folk, wants Vyrkarion for himself and finds opportunity in corruption.
Cursed by a god into madness, the king's cousin, Rhys Cinnac, bearer of the living crystal Cyrkarion, heeds a prophecy "the king will die, a god-king taking his place, and a child will be saved" and believes he has been summoned to the throne.
Will the prophecy come true? Will the child be saved? Will Alanna Cairn see beyond Jerevan's reputation in time to accept the training she needs to wield the intense power of the the living crystal?
Readers will discover the surprising answers in Vyrkarion: Talisman of Anor, the third and final volume of the Karionin trilogy.

Even before Janice A. Cullum could read and write she was creating new fantasy worlds by telling herself bedtime stories at the age of four."My father refused to read children's stories to me calling them utter rubbish", said Ms. Cullum, in a recent interview. He did, however, approve of Kipling. Therefore, Janice's earliest literary h...
Title:Vyrkarion: The Talisman of AnorFormat:PaperbackDimensions:272 pages, 9 × 6 × 1 inPublished:September 23, 2013Publisher:EDGE Science Fiction and Fantasy PublishingLanguage:English

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ISBN - 10:1770530282

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Rated 2 out of 5 by from So What Now? after finding the first book fantastic and the second almost as good, I actually wish I hadn't read this one, as it soured the experience. By itself, okay, it would still be a good read, but being the third book, with apparently no more to come, it just does not work. Others may disagree, but I would not recommend it - like the last seasons of Lost, rebooted Battlestar Galactica, and Buffy, I was left saying "huh?".
Date published: 2017-09-18

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Prologue: Inanda sat on Lutra’s harbor wall, squinting in the glare from the ripe orange sun that, snared in the rigging of the ships, sank toward the sea. Her silver hair, thick and coarse, was pulled back in a braid that hung down her back to her knees. Her face was creased with wrinkles, like mud dried and cracked in the sun, her skin the color of teak, but her eyes were bright blue, her body still pliant as a girl’s.It was spring, the month of Ingvash when the ice breaks in the rivers of the north and the fishes called inglings die in their thousands and hundreds of thousands on the beaches. More, it was the first sunny day after a season of storms. The warmth, the blue sky and the lure of the sea had brought her to the harbor. Inanda loved watching the ships: galleons and frigates, schooners and caravels from all over Tamar, for Lutra was the second largest port in Ilwheirlane.Over a hundred ships lay at anchor in the harbor or tied in the slips between the piers. Near Inanda’s perch on the seawall stevedores unloaded a fourmasted bark from Kailane full of bales of cotton for the cloth mills of Corin or Irthing. In the next slip a sleek schooner from the Isle of Sussey disgorged a cargo of oranges, lomcans, limes and barrels of wine. The sharp, citrus scent of the fruit mingled headily with the brackish smell of the sea. Inanda eyed the stocky crewmen. She wondered how it felt to change one’s form whenever one wished, as many of the people of Sussey could do, and become a dolphin at ease in the sea.Inanda’s idle thoughts changed when she felt the stirring in her mind, the first sign of a vision to come. Her white robe marked her as one of the Kindred of Maera, but she was more, a sibyl chosen by the deity. Thus, when she felt the sense that was not quite pain but the warning of pain to come, she climbed down off the wall. She hoped to reach the Sanctuary of Maera before the sight came fully on her.Although it was late afternoon, the area was still crowded. Merchants packed away receipts and bills of lading, and stevedores loaded or unloaded wagons. Inanda crossed the road through a gap in the line of vehicles and found herself in a square fronting the harbor.The pressure in her head was building rapidly. Inanda paused as a group of young men pushed past, full of high spirits, come to mix with seamen in the dockside taverns. She could not make it to the Sanctuary; she had to rest. She wove her way through the crowd to a bench near the center of the square.The pain grew. The color of health faded from her face, leaving her wrinkled skin the shade of ashes. A woman paused to ask if she were all right. Inanda gestured the stranger away. Speech was beyond her now.The pressure built until it broke through her mind’s instinctive defense. Then she saw, as Maera willed her to see, without the barriers of time and space, the unraveling threads of fate.

Editorial Reviews

Praise for Lyskarion:"Cullum takes a hard look at the results and the high price of ignorance, bigotry, and ethnocentrism in a thoughtful novel with an unusual piece of magic at the center of its story-a curse...placed on the protagonist to "help" him see reason. Great fantasy with a conscience." -Paula Luedtke, Booklist Praise for Cinkarion:"...This book should appeal to the fantasy reader who enjoys sweeping and complicated plots, battles, rescues, and other events spurred on by the practitioners of magic. Recommended..." — Ronald Hore, CM Magazine