The High Queen is dying... At the royal summons, Shae mounts a wingabeast and soars through the air to the high hold of Faeraven, where all is not as it seems. Visions warn her of danger, and a dark soul touches hers in the night. When she encounters an attractive but disturbing musician, her wayward heart awakens. But then there is Kai, a guardian of Faeraven and of Shae. Secrets bind him to her, and her safety lies at the center of every decision he makes. On a desperate journey fraught with peril and the unknown, they battle warlike garns, waevens, ferocious raptors, and the wraiths of their own regrets. Yet, they must endure the campaign long enough to release the DawnKing'and the salvation he offers'into a divided land. To prevail, each must learn that sometimes victory comes only through surrender.
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Janalyn Voigt’s unique blend of adventure, romance, suspense, and fantasy creates worlds of beauty and danger for readers. Beginning with DawnSinger, her epic fantasy series, Tales of Faeraven, carries the reader into a land only imagined in dreams. Janalyn also writes historical romance novels, and is represented by Wordserve Literary. She serves as a literary judge and is an active book reviewer. Her nonfiction publication credits include Focus on the Family, Scripture Press (David C. Cook) and Pentecostal Evangel. Janalyn is affiliated with American Christian Fiction Writers and Northwest Christian Writers Association. At her LiveWriteBreathe.com site, Janalyn teaches writers to live with passion, write well, and remember to breathe. Readers can sign up for the Creative Worlds of Janalyn Voigt newsletter to receive Janalyn’s book reviews, author highlights, and informal updates from her life, research, and travels at: http://janalynvoigt.com
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By Janalyn Voigt
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The Whispan Tree
A crosswind caught Kai's wingabeast as lightning flared too near. Shrilling, the winged horse tilted in flight, and Kai's stomach lurched. A gust snatched the hood from his head and roared in his ears. He blinked to clear the stinging rain that drove into his eyes. Thunder boomed like a timpani, shaking the air. Flecht shuddered beneath him, and Kai placed a calming hand on his wingabeast's straining neck. He did not like this long flight through the wild night any better than did Flecht.
An image rose, unbidden — Lof Raelein Maeven, Faeraven's High Queen, upon her deathbed, her sea-green eyes surging with life. As a guardian of Faeraven and as a friend, he would die to appease the hope that had flared in those eyes.
Wind howled and lightning flashed close enough to blind. Kai wondered if his own death neared. He would not — could not — halt his journey, although it took him into the teeth of danger. Necessity drove him as he pushed onward, past endurance. If he survived the storm, he would deliver Maeven's last summons.
* * *
Shae put up her hood and left the shelter of the stronghold to follow the graystone path. A chill wind rippled through the folds of her cloak, and she shivered. Overhead, clouds unfurled in a pearling sky. She passed into green scented shadow, where notes of damp moss and ripe humus met her.
She shouldn't have yielded to temptation and escaped into nature unescorted. In earlier days, she had roamed the grounds in freedom with no one caring. She couldn't get used to the strictures placed on her now that she'd grown older. When would she learn to be more like Katera? She couldn't remember her winsome twin ever causing their mother concern.
She would go back, but first she needed fresh air to ease the tightness in her chest.
Shae wandered beneath boughs laced with new growth and came at last to her favorite place at the garden's heart. Although the voice of a stream beckoned in the near distance, she paused beneath a stand of gnarlwoods, their ancient branches stretched wide. These trees had witnessed the construction of Whellein Hold, and they would remain when the stronghold's mortar crumbled and its stones fell away. She emerged from the copse into a meadow dotted with early flowers and bathed in morning light. The flutter of wings beat an accompaniment to the warbling of birds, and a wingen flitted through the lesser canopy to light in a nearby whispan tree. She stilled to avoid frightening the tiny bird, which dipped and bobbed its bright head to preen scarlet feathers. With its grooming complete, the wingen lisped into sweet-sad song.
Shae smiled. "Sing, small one."
But a shriek ended the wingen's song. Darkness extinguished its colors. Blood dripped from the foliage of the whispan tree, pure white only an instant ago. Terror gripped Shae by the throat, choking off her scream.
The giant raptor had descended from nowhere and now flailed ragged wings as it rose, screeching in victory, its black eyes trained on Shae.
Pulse thrumming in her ears, she crept backward. Back, back she moved, her gaze never leaving the leathery beast in the air.
This made no sense. How could a welke have ventured so far north?
Her heel caught the hem of her cloak, and she slammed into the ground.
Fear yanked her to her knees. Shock brought her to her feet.
The whispan tree stood pristine as new snow. No blood stained the smooth bark. No movement stirred the silken plumes. No sign lingered of wingen or welke.
And yet she had seen ... what?
"Lof Yuel! Does this vision warn of danger?"
Wind stirred the leaves. Branches rubbed and creaked. A stone turned in the stream bed.
Another sound whispered at the edge of hearing.
Shae paused to listen. The sound resolved into a steady flapping, and her heart picked up its pace. She ran into the meadow and scanned the pale sky.
With a toss of its silver mane, a wingabeast spiraled toward her.
The rider sagged, and the spiral went amiss, but the wingabeast recovered with quick grace. With a ripple of muscles, its neck arched, and the feathered wings lifted. Shae rushed toward the rider before the creature's diamond-shod hooves found purchase on the ground.
She reached for his arm as he slid from the saddle, but he shrugged off her help and steadied himself against the shifting beast.
She searched his face. "Kai?" Strain etched her brother's features.
He turned and with one finger, traced forgotten moisture at the corner of her eye. "Shae?"
She shook her head to silence his question. "You've ridden through the night?"
He didn't answer but pushed her away with gentle hands.
"What troubles you?"
His long silver-gray eyes glazed with tears. "Lof Raelein Maeven lies on her deathbed."
She opened her mouth to speak, but no words came. What could she say to ease him when the news pierced her like a blade? Tears seeped down her cheeks, silent as the grave.
Kai touched her arm. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have spoken so. You formed a heart-bond when she visited Whellein Hold."
"What other way is there to speak it?" The image of the wingen and welke returned to her. "Death is death."
His head bent in acknowledgment, the movement slow.
She touched his arm. "I'm sorry, Kai. I know she means much to you."
"Could but my hope and my prayers save her, she would live." He spread his hands in a helpless gesture. "Such power is not mine."
"Only Lof Yuel has the wisdom to command life and death. We must leave such things to him."
He looked at her with a somber expression, but then tousled her tangled curls. "Truth from a babe!"
"One day, my brother, you may understand I am grown, or nearly so." She raised her brows at him, but then sobered. "Does Lof Raelein Maeven ... suffer?"
"Little. She does not ail. Life ebbs from her, it seems, by choice."
Shae let out her breath. "I'm glad she feels no pain."
He nodded; his expression strange. "You love her, as she does you."
"How can such a thing come from one meeting?" She spoke again the puzzle that had long occupied her.
"Love has no logic. Come. I must tell Father this news."
"Then you must wake him." At his look, she added, "Last night's revelry kept him late."
"Revelry? Oh!" His eyes widened, and he gave a moan. "How could I forget the celebration of the founding of Whellein?"
She fell into step beside him as he led Flecht toward the stronghold. "Pay no mind. No one faulted you for not being here. You are given over to the Lof Raelein and must go or stay as she pleases." Struck by a sudden thought, she grasped his arm. "Her death will release you from your promise. Will you not then serve her son when he is made Lof Shraen of Faeraven?"
Kai turned to her. "I may serve Elcon ... if I do not undertake our older brother's duties here at Whellein as Father wishes."
She considered his words. "Is it not possible to do both? For in serving one, have you not served the other?"
"Such a thing can only be in the realm of dreams."
"But not in wakefulness?"
He passed a hand across his eyes. "Such an ideal lies far from my reach. I can only hope Daeven will return from his adventures and relieve me from the choice."
Their older brother had been gone for what seemed an eternity, and she missed him with each passing day. Of her many siblings, only Kai held a closer place in her heart.
She smoothed a stray lock of Kai's hair. "You will know best when the time comes."
He sketched a smile. "Such blessed faith I cannot deserve!"
She gave him an arch look. "Faith has no logic."
His eyes widened, lightening from gray to silver. Laughter broke from him. "Such medicine I find in you!" He sobered. "Now tell me why I come upon you unkempt, unhappy, and alone outside Whellein Hold."
She gave no excuse. "I woke with the dawn and made my way to the garden to listen to the heartbeat of creation."
"In that you follow the habit of all Kindren. But you disregard wisdom to seek nature alone. I'll warrant our mother has no knowledge of your whereabouts. I thought you old enough to leave such mischief behind. You must stop this carelessness, Shae. Even within Whellein in these times of peace, the lands outside our stronghold are not safe."
She murmured an acknowledgment and broke contact with a gaze that had become too piercing. How could she explain the need that drew her from the constraints of life and into the freedom of nature, if only for a time?
"And the tears?"
She shrugged and looked past his ear. "I tripped on my cloak and fell."
"But you have no cloak."
Despite the morning chill, she'd been too preoccupied to notice its absence. She forced a smile that wavered. "I must have lost it when — when I heard you coming."
"Where did you lose it? I'll help you look."
"In the garden. Kai, I welcome your company but regret keeping you from your rest."
His hand cupped her chin and tilted her face. "What brings the tremor to your voice? Did something frighten you?"
"No." She pulled away and ignored the puzzled glance he gave her. She still did not understand what she had seen. How could she explain the unexplainable?
"I'll lead while you ride Flecht." Kai guided her onto the wingabeast's back. "Now, where did you lose your cloak?"
She looked down at him, her hands tangled in Flecht's silken mane. She would have felt more secure if Kai had ridden with her, but he seemed happy to walk. Perhaps he meant to spare her contact with his sodden clothing. She guided him to the emerald cloak, puddled below the whispan tree. Kai gathered it, and she accepted the rough woolen garment with thanks.
Mottled light swept the garden, creating an illusion of movement. The air rippled, on the edge of hearing, with the bittersweet song of a wingen.
Shae sucked in a breath, and her gaze flew to the whispan tree, but its branches remained innocent and bare.
* * *
Flecht quivered under Kai's hand. Shae must have communicated to the beast the tension he read in her face. Why did she stare at the naked branches of the small, white tree? He drew his brows together but didn't speak. Her eyes, so green they reminded him of deep shadows in an old forest, told him nothing. As she settled the cloak upon her shoulders, burnished tangles cascaded down her back. She looked beautiful and far too grown.
Something had upset Shae — that much seemed obvious. Equally obvious was her desire for privacy in the matter. Well, he didn't question such things. He already held enough secrets to quell any desire for more.
After his long ride, Kai relished the chance to walk. But he should not linger further. He swung into the saddle behind Shae and reached around her for the reins. Flecht adjusted to the additional burden with trained ease. Shae relaxed against him, and Kai smiled to himself at the small gesture of trust. Would that it could always be so between them.
Kai led Flecht to the path, and the wingabeast's hooves rang against stone in a steady cadence as the garden fell away behind them. The ancient fortress rose before them sullen and gray, while the fields and orchards beyond glowed with new light. The sharp scent of tilled soil and fresh herbs carried on the wind as they passed into the shadow of Whellein Hold.
They entered the ancient fortress through the gatehouse archway beneath the raised iron portcullis. Following the graystone path along the sward, they skirted the great hall, which rose to impressive heights.
As they neared the stables, voices, thuds, and the rustlings of crisp straw reached Kai. He dismounted and lifted his arms to Shae. Light as she was, he had to step backward when she leaned into him. He steadied them both, and then turned to instruct the groom. When Kai looked for her again, Shae was gone. A smile touched his mouth as he went through an archway in the inner curtain wall. He would keep his knowledge of Shae's morning activities to himself.
His mother's voice carried past her maid, Tahera, at her parlor door. "Let us start with soup of boar sausage and wild greenings dressed in sweetberry vinegar, then follow with smoked whitefish in savory sauce and —"
"I hope you have enough for one more." Kai entered the snug room.
A gold-edged mirror above the ornate mantle reflected his mother, Aleanor of Whellein's surprise and delight. She rose and pressed her slight frame into his swift embrace.
Kai held her at arm's length to gaze upon her. How long had it been since he'd seen her calm gray eyes and basked in her smile? He marked, with sadness, the progress of time across her face. Furrows marred a brow once smooth, and lines fanned from the corners of eyes that sparkled. His mother wore a simple woolen tunic of blue, girt with an embroidered sash. Her silver hair coiled in braids about her head.
She smiled. "We have stores aplenty for a Son of Whellein. But how come you by morn and not by eve?"
"I did not stop the night. I couldn't contain my excitement at nearing home." His gaze drifted past her to the muscular Cook garbed in a brown tunic, who smiled at their exchange.
Mother met Kai's look. "I think we shall continue later, Maeric," she said without seam. "I won't detain you from your duties longer. Tahera, please bring cider, cheese and bread."
The door to the raelein's parlor closed with a click behind Maeric and Tahera, and they were alone.
Kai went to the fire, grateful for its comfort as he steeled himself for what he would say.
"You must sit." His mother gestured in invitation as she resumed her seat on the bench. "Now tell me what has brought you on such a difficult journey."
"I've come for Shae."
Mother let out her breath in a long sigh. "And so I am to lose another child."
"Lof Raelein Maeven sends for her while on her deathbed."
Her hand flew to her throat. "The time has come, then."
"It nears, yes." He ignored a frisson of uneasiness. Of course, he spoke of more than Maeven's death. "It's long past time Shae learns her true identity as Raena Shaenalyn of Rivenn. On her dying bed, Lof Raelein Maeven yearns for her daughter."
His mother squared her shoulders as if recovering from a blow. "I thought I had prepared myself for this, and yet ..." Her voice faded to a whisper.
"You've raised her well."
She looked down at the hands clasped in her lap. "I wish I'd done more to treat her as one of my own."
Kai knelt at her feet. "You did your best. Ever since I brought her to you as a babe in arms, you've kept her hidden from those who would destroy her."
Aeleanor raised eyes shiny with tears. "She'll return to danger at Torindan."
"You have my promise to protect her." Each word fell from his lips by its own weight.
"When do you leave?"
He spoke with reluctance. "At first light."
She arose and took the place at the fire he had vacated, putting her arms about herself as if cold. "I will not say goodbye to her. It is better so."
Kai stood. For Shae's sake, he wished his mother would look beyond her own needs. But he cut short the reply that rose to his lips. How could he censure her when he did not know her pain? He hesitated, and then lowered his voice. "Have you word of Daevin?"
Mother lifted her head, and he read in her face what he should have already known. He need not have worried his question would quicken his mother's pain. She carried her missing son in her heart as surely as she had once carried him within her womb.
She shook her head and turned toward the fire. "None."
The word echoed through his mind. Kai shouldered its weight, but wished again for the freedom to search for his brother.
He crossed to one of the tall windows overlooking the inner ward with its herb garden. New growth burgeoned in all its beds, ready to erupt with life. His hands clenched into fists. He wanted to rejoice in such things. He wanted to comfort his mother. He closed his eyes, shut in by his own dark thoughts.
A touch on his arm, feather light, called him back. He turned and read the plea in his mother's face. "The Lof Raelein's death will free you to return to Whellein, as your father wishes."
He met her gray gaze and told her what she already knew. "My duty at Torindan calls for my pledge of service to Elcon when his mother dies."
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Love and duty...faith and trust...all wrapped up to make this quest one of discovery. What a phenomenal story. Well written like the best in fantasy - certainly a match for Tolkien and the best of this genre. Ms. Voigt has woven a tale that carries you along on the wind of the journey. You'll smile and laugh and cry and gasp at times as she guides you on this quest along with Shae and Kai. Excellent story!
I've been following Janalyn Voigt for about a year now. Eagerly waiting for her fantasy debut to release. DawnSinger will forever go down as one of my all time favorite books. Epically beautiful are perfect words to call it. From the very first page you are sucked into a fast flying adventure. I finished DawnSinger in two days and wondered back to it for days afterwards. My mind could not escape the wonderful tale I just read. Kai and Shae were so real that is was hard to say goodbye to them. There is so much that I loved about this book. One it was truly original. I can't really match it with another book and I don't think you would either. Janalyn Voigt's writing style is elegant. Detailed yet not overly detailed, and flows with ease. This is a "fantasy"(for the most part) and Janalyn Voigt created unique names, different lands, and some scary creatures... Waeven what a truly frightful creature and one I don't ever want to meet. I believe most people would be at ease falling into her lovely, yet sometimes scary world. I'm a girl so I must comment on the romance in the story. Some might find it to be a bit strange (I don't want to say why, because it could be a spoiler) Normally I would find it to be strange too. Janalyn Voigt wrote it together with sweetness and ease. I desperately wanted the pair to work out. The Spiritual theme of the book is a common one, but with a different twist. "Sometimes victory comes only through surrender." I was teary eyed by the end, but they weren't necessarily bad tears... sort of bittersweet. I always like to comment on how the book looks. The cover art is beautiful, yet I was asked if I was reading a vampire book by a few people. I don't know why, because I honestly don't see that. I explained what it was and they honestly seemed curious about it, so perhaps something bigger is behind that. Haha... It also has the neat feel that Tyndale has with their books. Smooth like an eraser. The font is the perfect size! It has a drawing of a map and glossary in the back, which shows you the proper pronunciation of her lovely names and reminds you who's who. I can't really say anything bad about this book. As you can see I loved it... every bit of it. I'm greatly looking forward to book two and I would highly recommend reading it
Dawn Singer by Janalyn Voight is such a delight to read. As an old fan of the Dragons of Pern series and of course, The Lord of the Rings, etc, it was great to find a new author who can wing me away on a fantasy novel. I’ve been looking a long time for a novelist who can take me to a world of wing-a-beasts, sword-play, evil in the dark shadows, and glorious light in the frail but stalwart heroes, as well as a sweet and breath-taking love. There’s plenty of action and danger in this story of Shae and Kai, the man who she discovers is not her brother as she’s thought all her life. Kai takes Shae to discover her true destiny and true identity—the destiny of a heroine. I heartily recommend DawnSinger to readers of fantasy. This is a book for all ages from teenager to old folks like me in their fifties who grew up on the glory of the quest in stories like those by , CS Lewis, Anne McCaffrey. DawnSinger is also beautifully written, quite lyrical, which was enchanting and added to that feeling of being in an entirely different world. I can’t wait for the author’s next book in the Tales of Faeraven series.
DawnSinger centers on Shae and Kai, protagonists sent on a perilous journey to serve their kingdom and fulfill destiny. Fraught with political danger and intrigue, riveting battles, and a quest not unlike that for the Holy Grail, DawnSinger describes a world that doesn’t exist…except in our minds. Shae and Kai battle evil but also confront their personal foibles and demons. As an English teacher and student of medieval history, discovering Janalyn Voigt’s writing was a delight. With a bold, clear style she utilizes the exquisite vocabulary of classic literature and Middle English that enhances rather than detracts from the story. DawnSinger is rich with description, pulling the reader into the action in a way rarely found in modern writing. DawnSinger is the first installment of Ms. Voigt’s trilogy, Tales of Faeraven. It is food for the mind, and rich, satisfying fare at that. Voigt drew me into her world, enabling identification with the characters and fascination with the setting and action. This is masterful writing that enriches the soul and heart, lyric and understated. Like Sir Walter Scott’s Ivanhoe, the heroic themes throughout DawnSinger exemplify the literary term romance with strong characters keen on their mystical quest. From Chapter Two, “Whellein Hold”: “…Shae lifted the latch. The door gave with a creak, and she entered the Allerstaed, the place of prayer. A musty scent, the smell of dust and disuse, emanated from wood and stone. Faint light followed her from the open doorway and a few indifferent sunbeams penetrated the grime coating three high windows above the altar. Her steps whispered across the graystone floors, and she sank to her knees onto the stone step below the altar.” As she develops our understanding of Kai and Shae, the author weaves in modern “romantic” elements. Are they brother and sister, or something more? How can they find out? Who tells them truth and who deceives them? From Chapter Twenty Two, “Road to Pilaer”: “A pall hung over this place, as if the mists shrouded a corpse, not a town. Sorrow lay so heavy over all that it would not have surprised her if the walls ran with tears and the stones themselves wept.” Those who liken Voigt’s writing to that of Tolkien and C.S. Lewis are correct. Generally, I do not read fantasy literature, because until now I have not encountered writing of the Tolkien/Lewis caliber. DawnSinger fills that void. I recommend this book without reservation. Voigt may make a fantasy lit aficionado out of me yet! NOTE: A complimentary copy of this book was provided for review by author Janalyn Voigt. A positive review was not required and the opinions expressed are my own. I am disclosing this in accordance with the Federal Trade Commissions’ 16 CFR, Part 255.
At the request of Lof Raelein, High Queen Maeven, Shae, Princess of Whellein, flies off on Kai’s wingabeast to be at the Queen’s side as she lay ailing close to death. Amidst rumors of danger about the Welkes, giant creatures of prey, Kai and Shae risk their lives to be at Lof Raelein’s side. Kai is a Guardian of Rivenn and Maeven’s personal guard. He is also the known brother of Shae. Secrets are unveiled, and Shae must make a dangerous trip to Lohen Keil to release the DawnSinger by singing Kunrat’s song before the DayStar completes its arc of the sky, in order to save Elderland. Shae is accompanied by Kai and several other men of good report. Little do they know the dangers they will encounter–wraiths of the own making, spirit wraiths, waevens, giant garns, enchantments and other-worldly creatures, as well as evil men riding on the Welkes. They leave High Prince Elcon and the Kindren to ward off the enemy, Contender, in Toridan. Will Elcon be able to stand strong? Will Shae make it to Lohen Keil in time to save Elderland? And who is the identity of the Contender? This was such an enchanting book with all the queer creatures set into action by the ultimate outcome that created the Contender. The fantastical wingabeasts used for flying long distances sound intriguing to ride and are given beloved names of endearment. The bloodcurdling war cries raise the hair on the back of your neck when you realize most of it takes place in the dark of night, with the surroundings filled with spirit wraiths, waevens and other dangerous creatures. Murder, suspense, traitors, and danger keep the thrust of the story moving from beginning to end. In the midst of these tragedies, the author weaves romance into the story, as the beautiful Shae has the eye of not one, but three men, making for a wonderful romance theme except for the tactics of one of the suitors. Shae’s complete dependence on Lof Yuel through out the story brings the reality of Someone who is in charge of good times as well as evil and dangerous situations. Kai and his men also rely on Lof Yuel as they find the enemies stronger than themselves. The author’s use of life’s paradoxes is integral to the story. Serving rather than being served, surrendering to Lof Yuel in order to gain victory, and commitment to the journey despite the hard times, to name a few. Though this book is fantasy, a genre I am totally beginning to love, it has spiritual undertones that we can all glean from–love, faith, dependence on God, sacrifice (persecution) in the face of adversity, etc. I enjoyed the connections of the people in the book to those in the Bible. Very well done! My only complaint is that the glossary of names is in the back of the book instead of the front. This would have made the book easier to comprehend. This book was provided free by Kathy Willis of Kathy Carlton Willis Communications in exchange for my honest review. No monetary compensation was exchanged.
I've read this book and let me tell you, this is some amazing writing! I'm not much on fantasy and can't even imagine creating whole new worlds but this book grabbed me from the beginning and didn't let go. I read it in one day - forgetting all other things I had to do....the setting, descriptions and poetic prose kept me turning pages and I can hardly wait for the second book in the trilogy! Disclosure: I hosted a spot on the blog tour for this book and received a copy for review.
Janalyn Voigt in her new book, “DawnSinger” Book One in the Tales Of Faeraven series published by Harbourlight Books takes us into the lives of Shae and Kai. From the back cover: The High Queen is dying… At the royal summons, Shae mounts a wingabeast and soars through the air to the high hold of Faeraven, where all is not as it seems. Visions warn her of danger, and a dark soul touches hers in the night. When she encounters an attractive but disturbing musician, her wayward heart awakens. But then there is Kai, a guardian of Faeraven and of Shae. Secrets bind him to her, and her safety lies at the center of every decision he makes. On a desperate journey fraught with peril and the unknown, they battle warlike garns, waevens, ferocious raptors, and the wraiths of their own regrets. Yet, they must endure the campaign long enough to release the DawnKing-and the salvation he offers-into a divided land. To prevail, each must learn that sometimes victory comes only through surrender. If you enjoyed Tolkien’s “Lord of the Rings” trilogy or C. S. Lewis’ “Narnia” stories then you will certainly enjoy this. Ms. Voigt takes us on the beginning of a journey to rescue the land of Faeraven. Shae and Kai’s lives are in great danger but the reward is greater, the release the DawnKing-and the salvation he offers. “DawnSinger” is a lot of fun and a real page-turner as you race to find out what will happen next. I liked it a lot and am looking forward to the next book in the series. My Blog is participating in a Grand Prize giveaway. All you need to do is leave a comment on my blog post by August 23rd that you are interested in winning, and I will select one reader randomly. I will provide the reader’s name to Kathy Carlton Willis Communications who will select the grand prize winner on August 27th from the finalists sent in to them. Odds of winning the grand prize are dependent upon how many finalists are sent in by the various blog tour participants of which I am one. GRANDPRIZE DRAWING $25 Starbucks Gift Card Autographed Copy of DawnSinger About the Author: Janalyn Voigt Janalyn Voigt’s epic fantasy trilogy, Tales of Faeraven, starting with DawnSinger, is published by Harbourlight Books. Janalyn also writes in the western romance genre. She is represented by Barbara Scott of Wordserve Literary. Her nonfiction publication credits include Focus on the Family, Scripture Press (now David C. Cook) and Pentecostal Evangel. She serves as a literary judge for several national contests and is an active book reviewer. Her memberships include ACFW and NCWA. Janalyn lives in a quiet corner of the Pacific Northwest, where she discovers worlds of adventure in the great outdoors. CREATING WORLDS OF BEAUTY AND DANGER If you would like to listen to interviews with other authors and professionals please go to Kingdom Highlights where it is available On Demand. To listen to 24 hours non-stop, commercial free Christian music please visit our internet radio station Kingdom Airwaves Disclosure of Material Connection: I received this book free from Kathy Carlton Willis Communications. I was not required to write a positive review. The opinions I have expressed are my own. I am disclosing this in accordance with the Federal Trade Commission’s 16 CFR, Part 255: “Guides Concerning the Use of Endorsements and Testimonials in Advertising.”
I tried. I really, really tried. Maybe it was because I was on three week's vacation and my mind just wasn't in it. Maybe it's because I had two other fantasy books/series I was reading at the same time so compare & contrast was too easy. Perhaps it was I also had two other heavyweight books to read and review during the same time constraints. Whatever it might have been, I just could not get past the first 150 pages of this book. I would start and then stop for a few days. Then pick it up again and make another stab at it. "Surely," I thought, "after the next 25 pages, the plot will start to give me a decent hint that it exists." Sorry to say, after nearly 150 pages, I could never find a solid story line to hold on to. Kai, the "male lead" in the story, enters in with so little back story to help you understand, I wondered if I were reading the second book in this trilogy first. Then enters Shae, the "female lead." We're given mysterious glimpses of something that was in her past and looms in her future. Yet, certainly, after 150 pages, there should have been something more. I just never cared about either of them, especially Shae. Nothing against Voigt personally or her other books (of which, I've read none to this point; this was my first exposure to Ms. Voigt), but hers is not the first fantasy book in the past year I've read that contains two lead characters that seem so extremely intent on not talking about what's going on in their lives, particularly when it threatens their sanity, their life or the other person. I don't know anyone who really lives this way, so it's just not believable. The world which the author creates could be quite fascinating. However, my one critique here is make something sound more like "home." Good fantasy has connections with our own reality in order to make us feel a bit more comfortable there coupled with the longing to be "there" instead of "here" since is sounds so inviting. Picturesque Voigt may be; too creative with strange sounding names, beasts, places, etc just left me struggling to either work really hard at sounding them out each time I came across them (which defeats the purpose of a good fantasy novel––read to relax) or just skipping them and not reading them at all, which also starts to break down the story just a bit. As I said, I really wanted to like this novel, I really did. I may yet pick it up sometime later when I'm reading nothing else and give it another go. I've read other reviewers comments and they all seem to think it's wonderful. So take that into consideration with this reviewer's opinion.
Dawn Singer by Janalyn Voigt A young adult novel published by Harborlight Books, a Pelican Group When I decided to read Dawn Singer I knew fantasy isn’t my genre. Although I’ve read fantasy before, I took on this book because I’m interested in what young adults are reading and am curious about how fantasy can link with Christianity. I was quite impressed with Nightmare Academy by Frank Peretti because with that book at the end, the theme hits like a shot of medication, sending the message through the reader that everything hinges on Truth. The title, Dawn Singer, made me expect a dramatic spiritual triumph and joyous song of Salvation. Yet the paradoxical messages of Dawn Singer were not so evident to me: Freedom through sacrifice, overcoming prejudice with unity, serving rather than ruling, and conquering fear. I cringed a little when truths of the gospel were slipped into this story. For instance the Word of God being so powerful it can divide soul and spirit, but it’s not clear as it’s used where the phrase comes from, how it applies in this story. Most young people today don’t know the Bible and would have no idea of the connection. Perhaps became I’m not of the age group that enjoys dozens of characters with weird names and battle after battle with exotic enemies, most of the book was often a mass of confusion. I also could have done without the near-rape scene. Yet, I give the work four stars because of writing quality. I also respect the amount of work expended to create such a novel. Every once in a while I had to stop as I was reading to absorb the beauty of phrases like this: “Your words prick like thorns that guard a tender rose.” It might have helped if the glossary had been at the front instead of the back of the book. At any rate, reading Dawn Singer will expose you to some great descriptive writing.
I found this story to be quite amazing and full of adventure and suspense! Shae and Kai are brother and sister, or has there been an alteration of the truth to protect ones real heritage! When Kai starts to figure out that their relationship is a lie, he starts putting together the truth of what the future has in store. Once Kai finds out the truth he becomes her protector in the story. The first half of the book is plot after plot of what is happening in the High Queens Court. The second half is all about the adventure! From Wingabeasts to Garns, this book has all kinds of beasts, giants, wizards and magic throughout which will not disappoint. Be aware of the many different names that sometimes can be confusing, but if you can keep up and remember all of them, you will have an epic rollercoaster ride! This story has a deep rooted fantasy base well suited for all of the fantasy and even Sci-Fi lovers alike! You will want to keep this book close as you read it and you wont want to put it down once you’ve picked it up! I rate this book 4 out of 5 stars! Only due to the confusing names where it is sometimes hard to keep track of each character. This definitely was a good book to read! I received Dawnsinger by Janalyn Voight compliments of Kathy Carlton Willis Communications for my honest review and think this would be an exceptional book for those young adults and teens that really LOVE a great Christian Fantasy Fiction based book like Lord of the Rings and The Chronicle of Narnia series.
When a royal summons arrives from the High Queen, Shae travels to Faeraven to find the queen on her deathbed. But something else is not right. Dark visions haunt her, so she stays near to Kai, a guardian of Faeraven. A urgent journey to release the DawnKing sends Shae and Kai far from home where they battle many beasts. But sometimes victory comes only through surrender. Here is the first in a new fantasy series for adults. But older teens will enjoy it too. In DawnSinger, Janalyn Voigt has penned a novel full of surprises. With adventure, mystery, and an unlikely romance, and an ending that leaves a few questions in the reader’s mind, this beautiful, epic fantasy debut will leave you scrambling for the next book in the trilogy.
Dawnsinger is a great fantasy story. The writing pulls you into the story with the desciptions, the characters, and how intriging the story line is. It was one book that was hard to put down! It incorporates many of the problems of today into the characters. I can't wait to read the next book.I received this book from the Book Club Network in exchange for my honest opinion.
Dawnsinger by Janalyn Voigt was a true fantasy. From a brand new world and interesting creatures she created, to a riveting story line. I do admit that I did get confused in some parts with all the different types of animals and places I was not familiar with. However, there is rather an extensive glossary at the back of the book that provided me with a road map of sorts. This was a very interesting story and at times I had trouble coming back to the real world after reading it. I really liked her main characters Kai and Shae, but also her secondary ones like Aerlic, Gauron, Dorann, and Elcon. I was not expecting all the twists and turns and the adventure in the world she created was both magical and nightmarish. Some of the creatures gave me the shivers. I very much look forward to the second Tales of Faeraven especially after that ending. I can only hope that things start to look up in Fairhaven. And who is the mysterious Dawn King? I received this book from The Book Club Network, Inc. and the opinions are my own.
Unrelenting adventures. Many dangers faced within and without as a young woman and her protectors fight to help her gain her prophetic destiny. Lots of scary creatures like garns and welkes and wraiths. Well written. Enjoyed the surprise of creative choice of wordings. Because I don't read a lot of fantasy had to return to the beginning a time or two to keep everyone and the story straight. But that wasn't a bad thing. For teens and adults who like reading a good fantasy story.