Epic Fantasy Books by Alikai Bronach

Chapter One—Who am I? Light. Glorious, blue prisms of light sparkled off every leaf and branch. Thick, powdery sap burbled slowly inside the crystalline tree. The Great Sapphire Tree of Jaria was one of only a few hundred sapphire trees that were still known to exist. Its leaves were hard and thick as sapphires, its branches like iron bars. Such trees were rare, most having been harvested long ago. I brushed the leaves with the tips of my fingers as I passed the tree, and stooped to get to the cave behind it. I hadn’t made the climb to see the tree, rather to get at the cave and a likely source of milk bulb. I leaned down with a lamp, sniffed the air and listened. A soft scuffling noise reached my ears. Heart thumping, I touched the hilt of my knife, sheathed at my belt. ‘Who’s there?’ I asked. A faint growling rumbled off the wall of the cave. It was too deep and throaty to be a treelion. I guessed it was something more like a rock panther or maybe even an icetiger. I tried to keep my

... After she had transformed shakily into rabbit form, I wrapped the makeshift bandage tightly around her wounded shoulder and under the opposite forelimb. When the blood kept coming, I realised the wound might not stop bleeding without proper  care and bedrest.  Putting the bloodied surcoat aside I shifted into speckled rock rabbit form with painstaking effort. We moved slowly into the tunnel. Hearing the dogs bark louder than ever, I doubled back. One of the Zeikas had discovered our escape and was shouting about letting the hounds off. I heard a woman’s voice clearly with my keen rabbit hearing. ‘You can’t!’ she said. ‘They will kill him. This has been a mess right from the beginning.’ I recognised it as somebody I’d heard but not seen. My blood went cold as I realised it was the woman who’d been there the day the Zeikas captured me near Tez. Arak and Jonaal had spoken of a princess when Rekala had made the other carthorses flee in the rain. The Princess Denliyan. It was the same v

Escapism Writing my epic fantasy series The Psion Saga  is something I've been doing since I was a teenager. It has allowed me to entertain myself and keep my mind busy when I would otherwise be bored. Sometimes life throws difficulties your way, but when I go into the world of Chryne I feel like I am somewhere else. I'm now in my forties and have been working on these fantasy books for over twenty-five years. I hope that the escapism the characters and their epic fight has granted me provides the same feelings to my readers. Creativity Because I get to make up so much cool stuff in my fantasy novels it is a constant source of pleasure for exercising my imagination. Using those muscles of creativity is something that artists of all kinds can relate to. For me, it is a privilege to have such a vivid multi-sensory imagination. Writing my books is something I look forward to and desperately crave. While I am at work I get very focused on what I'm doing, but on breaks or pauses