Atlantis by Carol Roberts

Blurb: When Alanthea, high-priestess of Atlantis, connects to a woman in her dreams, she becomes haunted by a mystery. Compelled to trace the other woman's life she finds coded poems that hold clues to the predicament of her people. Now she has to venture ever farther into forbidden territory to link past and present, and understand the real danger threatening Atlantis.
 
Arakon always thought of himself as an orphan, a loner without any real belonging. But after a strange encounter his life changes, and he is drawn into events beyond his control. 
 
They move parallel in their search for answers until their destinies converge, and the weave unravels. Yet what they finally uncover lies deep at the heart of collective evolution, and what has been set in motion cannot be undone.


Bio: Carol Roberts is a free lance writer with particular interest in cultural myth. Originally from Vienna, she has spent all of her adult life in the Far North of New Zealand. Her work took her to several different countries, where she indulged her fascination with stories, particularly those dealing with the creation of man.  'Atlantis' is her first full length novel; speculating on concepts of the human condition, the meaning of individual and collective destiny, and the choices within that. 
 

Excerpt: Time shifted as Arakon carefully turned and dug his heels
into his horse Gideon’s flank. A good horse, a strong horse, just like
the old man’s had been. The shade of the trees embraced him, and
the sound of the water came closer. Would he still find the track?
Was there a track? Time shifted further, and he felt an eerie
sensation between his shoulder blades. The forest was too quiet, the
water overly loud. Gideon started to slip, and he reined the stallion
in even further.
The filtered light threw strange patterns onto the ground,
and when the moment came, he let go of the reins and let Gideon
run. Leaves slapped him in the face, and as the noise became
deafening, he could see the glistening spray that lay like a
shimmering web ahead of him. Gideon shied but could not stop.
They raced on until the tree line opened up, and he could see the
gorge falling away in front of him like a black, open mouth.
Everything happened at once. Gideon panicked, and with all
his strength Arakon pulled him to the left. And as though drawn
by a mighty force the horse was able to respond, avoiding the
straight drop and veering toward something that took shape
between the trees. From the mists it formed, and although it was
obscured by the play of light and shadow, Arakon was able to catch
a glimpse. Then they jumped, or did they fall?

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