A dark storm races towards the vibrant city of Crown. For many tides, the alônn have lived and prospered beneath the waves of Deep Harbor; they are vigilant watchmen, keeping an ever-attentive eye upon the open waters. But when the very forces of darkness descend upon them, they must each decide where their loyalties truly lie. When a single alônn realizes the dangers that threaten both his home and the city above, he sets out on an adventure that brings him face to face with his heritage and with a malevolence that could claim his very soul.
One to stand against evil’s gathered forces. One to rail against his people’s errant ways. One to change things forever. One Seaborn Sentinel.
About the Author
Born Election Day, Nov 4th 1975, Robert Brannon Hall “elected” to pop out 19 days early. Incidentally the first and last time Brannon was early for ANYTHING. (Even this bio for this site was late!) Born and raised in the south in a small rule area along the outskirts of the city of Birmingham, Alabama, it became apparent at a young age that Brannon (or HALL, as he is most fondly called because of a certain “other white meat” that shared the same name as he did), was quite different from the other children around him. His imagination found root in books, art, and the world around him. Fascinated by art, his parents bought him a finger paint set at age 4 and from there, there was no turning back.
Hall’s love of the arts grew throughout his high school years. Between writing and drawing, the imagination that so defined him as a child continued to grow as well.
Currently Hall lives with his beloved wife in a old castle in the highlands of Scotland with seven. (I did mention the wild imagination thing earlier, didn’t I? Ok, so I don’t live in Scotland and it sure ain't a castle but I DO love my beautiful bride!! Believe it or not, the seven cat thing is actually true! Don’t ask, long story.)
By day, he is a mild-mannered graphic designer, a job he truly loves; not only for the work involved, but due to the people he works with, as well. By night he dons the multi-leveled hat of Husband, Illustrator, and Muralist. (They call me H.I.M.!...Please insert superhero pose here. Chest out, rippling muscles flexed, and cape blowing in the wind…. Image can be found in my mind. Please knock twice before entering…)
About the Book
The third fantasy novella set in Crown: City of the Fallen.