Aiden's Cauldron

About the Book

The quaint little hamlet of Morgan's Creek was nestled snugly in the watchful shadow of the Castle on the hill. Together, they struck a pose that was fairy-tale perfect. But the Castle was Evil, an unbound nightmare that ran liquid with horrors so vile, even the bravest refused to speak of them. At the very heart of that Castle, concealed behind a labyrinth of constantly shifting passageways and hidden, unsuspected death, sat the cold-blue granite that was Aiden's Cauldron. It was this crucible that held the key to the mystery of the Castle --- and the only way out for those trapped in the valley below. Any attempt to wrest it from the Counterfeit-Illusionist who held it under his Evil tyranny, though, would require an equal mix of both courage and self-sacrifice.

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