Escape from Differe
Joel’s schoolmates call him “Crazy Moonie.”
Plagued by his internal voices, Joel has yet to find freedom at the one place his father declared could cure him. In fact, he finds the cure worse than the disease, and his reformatory school’s attempts at brainwashing soon convince him that escape is his only chance to find a remedy.
With the help of an insider, Joel journeys to a place he was told does not exist. Along the way, he picks up three unusual companions—a man who speaks in riddles, a hotheaded brunette, and her sickly brother.
Each guards their own secrets as the four arrive in the mysterious region of Waiz where obvious conflicts between the North and South are brewing. As Joel explores traditional Old Waiz and unconventional New Waiz in search of his antidote, he becomes entangled in a heinous crime.
Meanwhile, the headmaster is desperate to get him back and uses his past love as bait. Now hunted by the headmaster and the Watchman of Waiz, Joel is forced to decide whether freedom is within his grasp or if his greatest fear is true—Am I really crazy?
Flight to Facilis
Joel’s achieved the impossible. He’s escaped from The Temple of Differe School, twice. His actions are seen as a scandalous crime in Differe, but on his second flight he discovers a city in the West End has the power to pardon his offense. He can be free of the headmaster forever . . . if only he can get there.
Disguised as a temple guard, Joel races to the capital city of Facilis with a band of rogue Differian soldiers. The group wreaks havoc along the way, as Joel learns Differe’s power stretches well beyond its borders and is controlling many of the villages in the West End.
As he nears Facilis, he begins to realize his quest for freedom will impact more than himself. That is, until the city falls under siege to Differe, and he gets caught.
Outside Joel’s prison walls a whole region is rooting for him, an entire army awaits his leadership, and his best friend has given him her heart, yet all he can hear in his head is the enemy’s victory cries. Hope calls to him, if only he will choose to hear it above the noise of his own voices.