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Wind and Fire

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Jump to Chapter? Date Published 7 Oct, 2015 Book Format Bookmeld eBook ISBN 978-0-9943526-1-3 Author Megan Futcher Description Kofi, an inexperienced warrior finds himself in a war without end. Fleeing the devastation, bloodshed and terror, he leaves his beloved homeland behind as he sets out on a journey with the promise of finding a cause that is worth fighting for. Lela, a child of the Wind and the Fire is determined to escape the life she was born into. Faced with a war of her own, she must find an inner balance if she is to claim the life she so desires.

The Wind and Fire is the first book released in the series and tells the story of two Fourborn Guardians, Kofi and Lela and how the prophecy of the waning moon gives them both direction in a world without freedom.

 

 

Kofi Magoro is an unlikely hero:

Second son to Gamba and Sade Magoro, Kofi has been called many things. The village boy, the over protective brother, the rebellious son, the hesitant warrior but nothing has suited him more than being the unlikely hero of his own making.


Brother to Ayo, Xola and Jomo, Kofi inherited his need for adventure from no one in his family. This doesn't stop him from pursuing his dreams, even though he has to work through his uncertainty and the lack of direction that frustrates him.


The open, jovial face in the crowd, Kofi makes friends easily and family takes on an important role in his life. An intelligent spiritualist he has strong ties to his homeland of Zjarri and to it's people and will stop at nothing to keep these ideals safe.


The sacred Fire of Zjarr is everything to Kofi. When he finds himself away from his element, Kofi armed with only his belief and inner strength is forced to kindle the Fire that lives within him on his own even if it means insurgency.


A practicing archer and amateur fire lighter, Kofi likes to start his days off early, rising in time to bask in the sun and all her wonders. He is a keen hunter, an elephant fruit addict and makes the ideal companion if you want to stick around for just one more cup of kava. 


As his story grows, Kofi assumes the role of leader of the Fourborn Guardians. Armed with a fierce determination and the Fire that burns inside of him, he will always find a way to continue to fight for what is right.

 

 

Lela Iboro Asar is an outcast princess:

The creation of a frowned upon love between Hakim Asar and Thema Kibibi Iboro, Lela was born a despised, motherless child. An only child she grew up with the elements of two very different worlds raging on inside of her.


Roaming the red dunes, Lela is taken in by the outcasts of Brissan society, but this doesn't stop her from fighting the link she has with the Wind. Outspoken, hot headed yet sensitive Lela stands against her father's people while her desperate need for acceptance drives her closer and closer towards Zjarr and the Fire.


In her mind being accepted by her mother's people means that she needs to abandon the Wind completely. Lela soon learns that this is not the case when Wind briefly dominates the Fire. Instead she learns that both elements have to live together in order for her to grow.

 
Witty, kind hearted and determined, Lela loathes camels and early mornings. A girl of impeccable night vision, unruly hair and a peculiar fashion sense using Brissan colourless glass and crystal bracelets - she is at her happiest next to a roaring camp fire out in the open plains of Zjarri, a cup of kava in hand while she shares stories and honey cakes. 

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Megan Futcher

 

Megan Futcher's Mini-Bio:

People and cultures have always fascinated me and I enjoy thumbing through heavy books on anthropology and archaeology. My novels and novellas dive into an unknown world before recorded history and I love asking the 'what if' question while I share online and write the 4 born, a fantasy spin on human evolution and freedom exploring strength and beauty of multiculturalism.

 

Wind and Fire Synopsis:

In a world where the four elements rule as gods, the Gaias of Wind, Fire, Water and Earth determine the existence and fate of every man and women. Threatening this seemingly perfect world is the Fourborn – a yet to be identified baby born of all four races and the only one who has the power to set mankind free from it's elemental shackles.

 

Divinely chosen in the pending chaos is a guardian from each race. With the words of an ancient prophesy as their only guide, they must find and protect the Four born at all costs or risk losing everything they hold dear.

The Baobab Forest

Something told me that arguing and fighting with Lela every so often was going to be a large part of our relationship.
She was wild and unpredictable and I frowned just thinking about her.
She portrayed herself as a woman who was confident and in control.
One who was driven by a fierce, but very impulsive sense of determination.
She was really a quick-tempered a girl on the inside, who let her heart rule over any logical thought.
She had to learn to control the Fire which I could see was becoming hotter and hotter inside her each day.
If she didn’t, I feared she would burn herself out, leaving behind the shell of a vulnerable, depleted, misunderstood girl.
It was going to be a challenge but I had to figure out a way of encouraging and guiding her passion in a positive and manageable way that would help her to strengthen her mind and soul.“So what did you want to show me?” Lela asked, pulling me away from my thoughts.“Spoiling it with words would only do injustice to it.
We’ll be there soon.” Reaching for my drinking horn I drained the water it held.
There wasn’t a breath of wind in the air and the scorching hot afternoon sun only added to the discomfort that I was feeling.
Sweat was gathering between my shoulder blades and all I wanted to do was sit in the shade to wait out the day’s heat but there wasn’t time.
I planned to reach the Zjarrian Joran border within the next couple of days.
Time-wise that would give us just short of a new moon to find the mysterious Four.
The next best thing I could do to ward off the heat was to remove my thick leather-armoured vest even though it only gave me a brief respite from the suffocating closeness.
Suddenly, I caught the welcome smell of something brewing faraway in the distance and I was pleased as I knew it would bring a much-needed relief not only to me but to all of Zjarri.
“Has my patience paid off? Is this what you have brought me to see?” Lela asked, pointing to a massive cluster of trees in front of us.
“The Baobab Forest,” I replied, sliding off the camel.
My legs and lower back were stiff from riding all day and walking into the Forest would be worthwhile not only for my tired body but because it was beyond question that it was the only way to relish the sight of these ancient oddly-shaped trees.
Lela and I walked side-by-side along a well-used sand path with the camel trailing behind us.
The path had been used by millions of feet which had walked through this spiritual place at one time or another down the ages.
This would be my second visit to this sacred place.
Babu had brought Ayo, Xola and me here when we were young.
Looking up at these huge trees as we walked beneath them, brought back memories of the good times I had had with Ayo and my sister, Xola, even though she hadn’t lived for long in this world.
I was not ashamed of the tears that ran down my face at the thought of having lost both my brother and sister long before I had the chance to really get to know them - not as my siblings but for the people they were inside.
A calm washed over me then as I felt them both looking down on me as I walked on, fixed on keeping the promise I had made.
Lela wandered over to one of the trees.
Pressing up against it, she stretched her arms out and around the thick, brown, smooth, bark of the tree.
The base of the Baobab is extremely wide and it is said that it will take six men with arms outstretched, fingers touching, to encircle it’s girth.
I stopped and stood back, my back and neck bent backwards as I attempted to find the very tops of these massively tall trees.
Zjarr must have had a sense of humour when she created the Baobab.
They looked as though they had been planted upside-down in the hard ground.
Sprouting from the tops and only the tops, were thin, spidery-looking shoots that looked more like roots than branches.
“Tell me about this place,” Lela begged, looking as calm as I felt.
“The Baobab Forest has great spiritual significance for the Zjarrian people.
We believe that all those who have left this world to join Zjarr and the earth again, live here.
Their spirits live on in these branches, swaying gently in the breeze as they watch over us as we pass by.”“Do you think my mother’s spirit lives here?” she asked, with sudden tears welling-up in her green eyes.
“Without a doubt.
Your mother was a Zjarrian, no matter where she chose to live.
We all come here to rest in the end.”“Do you think I’ll be able to join my mother’s spirit one day, swaying in the breeze with her?”Lela was serious about her Zjarrian heritage and I would not lie to her.
“Only Zjarr will know the answer to that question.
Yet I believe that the Fire that burns inside you is just as bright and as fierce as it is in any Zjarrian that walks this land.
You have what it takes and Zjarr will not hesitate when the time comes for you to join your mother and your ancestors in the trees.”She nodded solemnly at my words.“But that day is not today, we have a whole world to save remember?” “You’re right.
The Forest will have to be patient for the time being, there’s still so much that I need to accomplish.
That we need to accomplish.” “Good, I’m glad you feel that way.
Shall we move on now before the storm hits? It will be safer if we are out in the open and away from the trees.” I stated, walking on ahead of Lela.“Rain?” she said frowning.“Yes, take a good sniff of the air.
What you’re smelling is the best smell in the world and it’s an indication that rain is not far away.”

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