Wasteland

A natural sculpting prodigy, Gabriel is a troubled young man.

Incarcerated for years on the grounds of mental illness, he is eventually released; cured but for senseless and reoccurring dreams featuring a woman he only knows by name, a woman who calls to him, a woman by the name of Mélusine.

He lives an aimless existence until his mysterious ring, noticed by a gypsy and given to him as a child by his dying father, reveals a secret ancestry of which he knew nothing; answering questions but raising many more, as his past and impending future are brought to uncertain light.

St-Clair, European nobleman, treasure-hunter and monarchist, knows Gabriel's dreams to be real, knows of Mélusine as a long lost princess descended from of an ancient royal bloodline. She is his ultimate goal, the goal his family has desperately tried to obtain for over a thousand years, a goal that has been underground, slumbering, waiting to return, and to which Gabriel is the key; the key to unlock power of Godlike proportions.

Catherine, a leading scientist, knows also of the physical secrets of this bloodline, secrets that only Mélusine and her blood can reveal, secrets that, if united with Gabriel, would conjoin two ancient lines and forever change the course of humankind.

Rabbi Samuel, expert in religion and ancient cultures, knows all too well the implications of Gabriel and Mélusine and the unification of these divine and mythical bloodlines. A Messiah has been predicted. A Satan or Saint? A Golden Age or Apocalypse?

The adventure begins as Gabriel, saved from his darkness of ignorance, sets off in his quest for Mélusine and enlightenment, on a dangerous journey of profound self-discovery and of unimaginable significance upon the fate of our planet itself.

I AM BEING CHASED in a thick dark forest, crashing through branches, tripping over stumps and rocks. I don't know where I'm headed or what I am running from. I come upon a clearing and have to make a sudden halt. I am standing at the edge of a cliff. Below and beyond is a huge blue sea, beautiful and serene. I stop and stare, feeling the warm sun on my face. I'm afraid and calm at once for I have had this dream before. Whatever is chasing me has caught up. Without hesitation I leap and plunge through the air, falling, falling and… smashing into bright blue waters. A paralyzing panic takes hold of me now as I am deeply submerged and unaware of which way is up. It is dark and I see nothing. I am at the mercy of the currents as they jostle me towards sharp rocks. I'm trying to avoid a collision and getting tangled in seaweed. What feels like a fisherman's hook is gouging at my skin, my eyes. I'm naked, cold and I can't breathe. When will I wake up? This is becoming all too real as I face the horrible prospect of inhaling water. I feel the touch of a soft hand on my shoulder. I turn and now can see. I see a young woman, as bare as I, with flowing dark hair and eyes the colours of all that is sea. She has a mischievous smile that allows me not to breathe. She gracefully swims around me a few times. Then, with a childish giggle, swims away, then swims back. Tugs at my toes. Makes a gesture that I should follow. I try to keep her in sight, but I can't keep up. Lusty, cruel. Vulnerable, loyal. Somehow I know her name: Mélusine.