A Dream of Ice: Book 2 of The EarthEnd Saga
Gillian Anderson, Jeff Rovin
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From Gillian Anderson, acclaimed actress and X-Files star, and New York Times bestselling coauthor Jeff Rovin comes the second book in the thrilling paranormal EarthEnd Saga that Flavorwire called “the dream of nerds everywhere.”
After uncovering a mystical link to the ancient civilization of Galderkhaan, child psychologist Caitlin O’Hara is left with strange new powers. Suddenly she can heal her young patients with her mind and see things from other places and other times. But as she learns more about her powers, she also realizes that someone is watching her, perhaps hunting her—and using her son to do it.
Meanwhile Mikel Jasso, a field agent for a mysterious research organization, is hunting Galderkhaani artifacts in Antarctica. After falling down a crevasse, he discovers that the entire city has been preserved under ice and that the mysterious stone artifacts he’s been collecting are not as primitive as he thought. The stone artifacts are, in fact, advanced computers, keeping the memories, and maybe even the souls of the Galderkhaani people alive. And something has activated them in the present. As Mikel and Caitlin work to uncover the mysteries of the Galderkhaani, they realize that the person hunting Caitlin and the thing that has activated the stones may be one and the same.
“Fans of Douglas Preston and Lincoln Child will find a lot to like” (Publishers Weekly) in the Earthend Saga, and this latest adventure is sure to leave you gasping for breath as Caitlin races against time to save what’s dearest to her heart.
volcanoes are submerged now and there’s been quite a bit of earthquake activity there. That wouldn’t be unusual but they really are very distant from the continent. So the west coast is far more likely.” “Isn’t the west coast the part that’s melting the fastest?” “Yes, several studies have confirmed that all the western glaciers are going to melt and the whole ice sheet could follow.” “I wonder—” “And that’s a yes as well. A couple years ago they found an active volcano under the western ice
first, then grew louder. The cat jumped on the bed and slunk low across Caitlin’s legs, its tail dragging like a chain. Arfa mewed, stopped just beside her knee, then pawed at the air. A cool wind rustled the tissues in a box on the night table, blew across the cat’s low back, swept under the door and into the hallway. It moved like a low mist, rolling out, surging unevenly toward Jacob’s room. It entered. The drumming grew louder, more insistent. “Ma. Ma. Ma.” Jacob’s voice was a dreamy
coat as we speak.” Caitlin ended the call and they went upstairs. Anita greeted them on her way out. “Halal?” she said, sniffing once. “From a cart,” Ben said. “Not my idea.” He added quickly, “But perfect.” “Thank you,” Caitlin said as Anita slipped past them. “Happy to help,” she replied, pulling the door shut. As they moved into the apartment, neither of them reached for a light switch. They went to Caitlin’s bedroom, where they circled each other, peeling clothes, turning slowly closer
not paper or papyrus . . . it’s too malleable. Vellum? No, it’s too fine for animal skin. At least, the skin of animals known in the modern day. The writing implements—fish bones, possibly. Or teeth mounted in wooden or stone styluses? Hands touched hands as the swaps were made, fingers trailing in lingering, comforting gestures. Everyone’s faces were lost in downward looks so Mikel couldn’t see their expressions. He could not hear them nor see what was on the parchments. He let his eyes wander
with laughter but Caitlin heard only screaming. She saw the man who burst into flame in the courtyard in Galderkhaan when she’d shared Atash’s vision. Shaking, she blew out the candles again and of course the trick flames came back, now with all the souls of Galderkhaan burning and screaming and dying. Caitlin tried to keep it together, covering her nose and mouth with one hand, but she was visibly shaking. Jacob, unaware, was laughing and clapping. Nancy O’Hara, who noticed everything, said to