Matthew Warren Boatner
Author
Bio
Matthew Warren Boatner was raised a wayfarer. As the son of military parents, Matt weathered the normal whirlwind of moves, schools, and new friends like they were the seasons, often changing with the leaves. He lived in seven states on both coasts and points in between, as well as in Asia and Europe. Desperate to see more of the world, he joined the Army as a third-generation paratrooper and returned to Europe where he served for four years, beginning his first novel in spare moments. Despite the incredible, often humbling opportunities of serving alongside partners, allies, and friends across the pond, Matt thirsted for more--more countries, more cultures, more people. Mostly, he followed the inspiration of his fearless wife, Haley, who continues to drive their adventures today. Now, having finished his service and settled in Colorado with Haley and their two cats, he loves to travel, snowboard, run, read, game, and most of all write.
The Color
Book I
Hope In the Darkest of Days
Take me to the place, both old and new, where dreams breathe as the living do…
The Pontifex sits blind atop the ivory throne of the Ashen Cathedral as Tara’s heartlands burn. The civil war of Antigonia stokes a new age, one fueled by the fires of industry, while a southern king seeks to usurp the mandate of Heaven and the Patrian kings alike.
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Reed Mason and Aura Westfall are among the ranks of the Furii. These elite warriors are members of a mercenary caste and venerated as demigods by the common man. So it has been for centuries—with the blood rite comes unnatural long life, superior sense and speed, and inhuman strength, and the Furii have long held power over their fiefs.
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Despite the toils of petty politics, a spirit stirs in the sleeping dark. Cyrus the Raven has come a long way since his escape from the Prison Without Walls, and yet the darkness haunts him just the same. He carries with him a terrible burden, a fury sure to be released.
"Let me look into a human eye; it is better than to gaze into sea or sky; better than to gaze upon God."
Herman Melville
The World I Created
