The Dwindling Book One: Incarnate

What if the Little People came back from self-imposed exile, smack into the middle of World War Two, and brought their magical continent (and their own war) with them? What if some of them have been hiding inside some of us all along, awaiting a wake-up call? 1945: The Schism is thinning. If nothing is done, it will give way, and all the magic penned in a parallel Earth, including the living continent Faerie, will rush back home with disastrous consequences world-wide. The only hope to stop it is Al Terity, a mechanic from Pennsylvania, unaware that he carries the Dwindled spirit of Fyndil Stellarson, architect of the Schism. Al didn't expect to meet a Gremlin on a beach in the middle of World War 2. Al was supposed to marry Sarah and settle down. But she was run down in the street the same night he met Donnelly...his buddy...lying gut-shot beside him in the sand, while machine guns chew up his company. Who'd expect a Gremlin to offer him a deal to save his friends? And all it'll cost him is...?