City of Dreams

Young handsome Aigle Comyenti is travelling home to be on time for his sister's wedding. He hears the last notes of an alluring tune and makes a sudden decision. He MUST have that song. However, the musician, Mallory, on her way to an art festival to perform, not only teaches Aigle the melody but also steals his trusty pendant: the coppery piece given to him by his real father. The jewellery, worthless to the young woman, is immensely valuable to Aigle and his vanishing kind; the empathetic mindmerging comyentis.He must follow Mallory, but where she is going, Aigle is reluctant to set foot; it is a city crammed with the comyentis' number one enemy: humans. What Aigle finds next within the walls of the city of Traumermoure is beyond what he could ever have dreamed up. Bizarre things are happening, but who is putting the city's visitors to sleep and to what end? Should Aigle, who has powers beyond men's understanding, and is at high risk for discovery, care? Will he risk everything that is at stake for one human he hardly knows? To wake Mallory up from her deep sleep, he must enter her dreams...'City of Dreams' is a YA fantasy novella that captures the enchantment of the world of art and dreams, and the power of friendship and hope."As usual, I loved how Hellenthal weaved deeper meaning into the story. What is at first glance a well-written fantasy adventure with likable characters is at second glance filled with life lessons, criticism, and inspiration."--Devika Fernando "The insight, humor, drama, and extremely interesting characters in this book combined to make it a very enjoyable read."--Terry W. Sprouse "Ms. Hellenthal's story reminds us that perhaps what we dream of, is not always the answer to heart's true desire . . .Captivating!"--Nancy EllenExcerpt: "Have you ever wondered where stories come from? Where are paintings, sculptures, and poetry, prose born? In the artist's subconscious mind? Dreams? How come some writers and painters roughly have the same idea and come up with similar creations, even though they've never read or seen anything by the other or communicated it in any way? Is there such a thing as a 'Well of Art' that all artists drink from to be inspired? And if so, how is this accomplished? Whilst asleep? Dreaming? Where is art born?"