There is nothing you can do and no place that you can hide. Your comfortable existence is about to vanish forever. Darkness is falling, and none of us may survive.
Near the end, a handful of heroes will emerge that may or may not be able to save us. The evil that we face is all-consuming, and those that stand between it and us are so very few. Each of these heroes has a disability that is tied to their unique talent.
Jacob is blind since birth, yet able to see and manipulate the very life-force that is in and surrounds each living thing. He, along with Rachel and Clarisse, will battle the human shaped simulacrums that their real enemy uses.
Survival isn’t just winning this battle; it’s finding others like them to help and winning the war.
Reality is not what you think.
K M Aul is the best selling author of the Senses Novels series. K M's books have garnered reviews such as, "Fabulous Series. ( can't wait for sequels)" and, "Gripping Wild Ride! Loved it!" K M draws inspiration from the God-given natural and supernatural world around us.
Some readers have complained to me that everything in the book, up to our hero's college years, seems like an overly long prologue. The concepts behind the book deal with perception and how they affect our reality. In Jacob's case, he does not 'see' the world as normal people do. His world is one of shifting colors and patterns.
Most of the definitions that we use for things are nothing more than agreed upon conventions. There is no way for us to know what another person is really seeing, hearing, tasting, smelling, or feeling. We have agreed that certain things are 'red' or 'square' or 'salty.' This doesn't mean that we see it or feel it or taste it the same way. Each person's perception defines their reality. Imagine if someone's was so radically different that their reality was outside the bounds of our world.
By the time I was crawling I had defined most of my world by what I could see. I could see square black things embedded into the large glowing pale green, and that was higher than I could easily tip my head. The square black things would often have the deep gold coming out of them. Within the deep gold that the black things gave out, there would be tiny blue specks. I loved to sit in that gold and blue glow; it was warm there and sometimes hot.