“All Ages have a living darkness. In some, it is long buried. In others, it lives and thrives. And then there is the darkness no one sees, the patient darkness that reveals itself only when all light fails.”
In an Age of fallen heroes, stolen princesses, and a city prison, the world balances upon the blades of haunted men.
Behind the walls of the clergy-controlled prison city of Iban Su, Lain Sevai endures. But after losing his father and brother, Lainn finds the determination to seek freedom, following in the footsteps of the man whose iron tutelage molded him into one of the fiercest warriors Iban Su has ever known. In the process he discovers his father’s terrible secret, and uncovers the thousand year mystery as to why the prophesied End of Days never came to the world. And in that sets in motion a terrible future.
With all the edge and grit of a Gemmell novel, The Pale Hand of God is the first half of a series that will determine the fate of a world fallen to cowardice and indolence. Heroes will topple, and villains will ascend. Light will fade, and shadows prevail. This is a tale of violence and peace, of love and hatred, and of how one man’s fight to save his soul could very well damn all humanity.
S. M. White survives on a steady diet of Fantasy novels, sweet tea, and procrastination. He has no liking for cold weather or small arrogant animals.
In regards to his writings, he is quoted as saying, “I think I’m a swell writer, although I do tend towards the exceptional.” Later, he rescinded the latter half of the quote in an effort to seem humble. But the damage was done.
Asked to describe himself in one word, Mr. White responded with, “Why?” After a moment of thinking, he said, “Damn, I should have said ‘inquisitive.'”
Once given a firm shake, Mr. White eventually ceases with the japery and hands over his thoughts on writing fantasy.
“I find myself leaning more in the direction of grime and grit and terrible things. I think this is because that aspect of life is the polar opposite of who I am and what I experience. And I find it interesting and engaging to place characters in horrible situations, beneath immeasurable duress, and see how they deal. With fantasy there are few set rules. The whole of my imagination is laid out before me, and often that’s unlucky for my characters.”
He also has two dogs, Alana and Dio, that he scolds hourly, as well as a maddeningly energetic cat named Montoya.