TITLE OF MANUSCRIPT: TEMPLE FALLS
GENRE: MG Fantasy
WORD COUNT: 50,000
from the palace after her father's death, fourteen year old Nara is no
longer a princess. Now her egomaniac cousin Roman sits on the throne as
king. But Nara is the only one who can hear the Gods, and those Gods are
angry. Darkness is the first plague, followed by the frogs and the
flies. And the Gods are just getting warmed up.
unraveling the cryptic clues the Gods send to her dreams, Nara thinks
she knows how to stop the plagues. The Gods want a temple. Nara advises
Roman to begin construction on the temple at once, and Roman commands
the commoners work as laborers. While Roman enjoys massages and
pedicures, Nara must continue to decipher the mysterious clues from the
Gods to end the worsening plagues.
is a crippled commoner, but he has a big voice and bright ideas.
Despite his disability, he smarts his way onto the construction site.
But Damian doesn't believe a temple is the right solution to the
worsening plague problem. The laborers grow weary and angry, and rally
around Damian, the visionary with a crooked leg.
must stand in Roman's shadow while trying to save the kingdom. She
misses her father and aches for palace life again. And now Damian, a
mere commoner, is challenging everything. But when Nara and Damian's
mothers fall victim to the worse plague yet, a mystery illness that puts
them near death, the teens must work together before the Gods destroy
everything they hold dear.
FALLS, a middle grade fantasy novel of 50,000 words, is told from the
point of view of both Nara and Damian, appealing to girl and boy
readers. The book stands alone, but has series potential. I like to
think of it as a PG rated version of THE GAME OF THRONES meets THE
MYSTERIOUS BENEDICT SOCIETY.
First 150 Words:
pushed her way through the soup of darkness. Her shoes clicked against
the marble pathway towards the royal palace. Blackness covered her like a
thick cloak, weighing her down; even though it was only lunch time. The
absence of daylight still gave Nara the creeps. It had been like this
for three weeks.
But she knew how to fix it.
she would tell her stupid cousin, even though he hardly deserved it.
Anything was better than living under a dark cloud all day, every day.
was strange coming to the palace without her maidens and royal
guardsmen. But now that Nara and her mom were no longer palace
residents, the entourage was gone.
guardsman at the palace gate, a fellow by the name of Warner who Nara
had known since birth, bowed his head slightly as he pushed open the
heavy iron gate letting Nara inside. “Good day, Lady Nara,” he