Dean Blackstone

The Teeth Of Rome Dean Blackstone

A Lone Greek Traveller crosses North Africa in 300 AD, amongst wise men, warriors, and a land's great struggle from Roman oppression. A Premiere New Zealand Novel, written by a young New Zealander who has found an interest in storytelling. DESCRIPTION: Imagine an Atlas of most splendid creation, its words laid upon inscribed heavens with unquestionable perfection. As you gaze across this Master Work that runs beneath all things you fail to comprehend it, until finally and in one moment the revelation dawns. This is one way in which our world has been described. Another way to describe the Master Work is this: A solitary bird of prey retires to her tree on the oasis, gazing upon the setting sun that grows the plants so that her prey may be plentiful. For the outsider, it is easy to see how this hawk exists only because of the sun; though infinitely harder to realise that without its far-seeing eyes, the sun cannot exist either. Inevitably, passages like the above need clarification. This is one such book. Are you curious, good reader? If so, do I have a story for you. It is The Tale Of A Boy Who Fought For Freedom In The Desert Excerpts: .... The wise man began slowly, picking a number of blue and white alpine flowers from the stony ground as he spoke: "Imagine, good traveller, once there lived two falcons fresh from their mother's nest. Who flew free in the trees and rivers of their land that was good to them and provided everything they ever needed. Consider now that as they grew, these brothers, once so close, grew apart in their age: For the first, content with his native land, dreamed of being king in his mountain keep. Many years passed, and with time indeed he became the most dominant bird of prey the land had ever seen. Meanwhile, the other falcon, who instead beheld the world in his eyes, cast his gaze over the horizon to lands yet unseen, leaving the lands he was born in, venturing far and wide to witness the most astonishing creatures and splendid landscapes of this world. Unlike his brother, he was not sure what he set out do, but what he found was the universal truths that reveal how all beings are connected. The wise man paused: "The question is, which of the falcon's acts was better?"...... The hunter entered a second later, beige clothed and obscured in the sands below him: his trousers, tunic and scarf equally without flaw, hiding any steel and breaking his figure in the dark of the night. The tribesman was tall, one head greater than even the traveller; and he stood lean and muscular as the roots of a great tree. His features stood razor sharp on his face, his clipped beard and intense brown eyes making a terrifying figure in the sand: And the man moved with purpose, kneeling and cutting the boy's bonds with a long black dagger. Though a most unusual thing happened next, for it was then the warrior himself turned to the boy's face and gasped; for the shaman had long foretold through the vulture's bones of the olive skinned outsider with brown eyes, who would herald the coming of a great war.......the travellers mind adapted now, sharpening and hardening a little more to the way of the desert, where life can be taken in the blink of an eye for the unworthy; Some say this was when the transformation of the boy Aegeus into something more truly began, but such sayings can never be proven. High above, the desert hawk saw the two men finally ride from its dead in the sand, flying without pause to claim its prize.