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"MOTHER OF ALL," whispered Owain Dene, staring into the fast-approaching mass of seething cloud and shadow. "It is the Storm Hunt, come to claim our souls!"
"Ride away from the buildings!" cried Herla, forced to shout in order to be heard above the keening wind. "Go down the hill and into the vale, where there is shelter. Ride with all your might, and pray for the dawn to come - and whatever else you do, never dismount!"
When a band of mysterious elves is shipwrecked on Albion, the delicate peace of the land is shattered. Far from being the innocent travellers they claim, the elves pay allegiance to a more sinister power. Can the young king Herla save his kingdom from the whirlwind of darkness that threatens to tear it apart?