Willamette Sutta

Air of Another

Fantasy Author

 

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By Willamette Sutta

Rising on Song

Far Stone Cycle Book 2

Tenuously through one gauntlet in the quest for the Far Stones, Pergi and her friends travel through legend and lore in search of Wangu, the Stone of Music. But as the stakes and temperature rise, so does the danger. Are they a match for their cunning adversary with a surprising reach?

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Cover for short story, Lyrics Lost, second prequel to Far Stone Cycle

Fantasy Author

Willamette Sutta

Willamette Sutta is the pen name of a former academic librarian who has always been more fascinated with the worlds of imagination than the STEM books that she curated. Now she combines her love of information and speculation to create fantastic stories that nevertheless give an air of a world truer than the one we see. Find the story beneath the story.

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Other Books in The Far Stone Cycle

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Adamant in Dust

Book 1

Veil of Wisdom

Book 3

Beauty from Shards

Book 4

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To carry near the fragrance

Of the air of Another

– Song of the Air

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