The Dwarves of Odinru have abandoned their ancient home retreating from a world in conflict. The shadows are rising. Atainruin is being consumed by a nightmare that has not been seen in an age. The Sentenial must find his way through the darkness as Torinuine braces against the onslaught of Trollyn, Shadows, Daemons, and even the dead who have fallen in battle. Oriaol stands as the last bastion of light against the night. The forces of Xavier have all but retreated from the borders of Torinuine to hold the fortified city; a city that has already fallen once to darkness. The Sentenial has no more time to choose. He must accept his past and stand as High Lord of a land choked by the might of a relentless enemy; knowing he may well stand alone as the only hope for a dying land.

Oriaol is burning in a desperate gamble to preserve the last bastion of hope. The Shadows force a resolution between Bethena and their former queen with fatal consequences. Mastk realises the power is slipping from his grasp and tightens his hold on the lands. Catherine is forced to face her past and a future that may have repercussions to rival the tragedy of her former existence as Trisha Demarrage Sian Silmarin. Meanwhile the Sentenial seeks the Tear of Norith-Saer to fight the darkness choking the lands, undertaking a journey that may yet see him undone. The weight of his obligations and the secrets of the past only fuel his doubt. No matter what the outcome, nothing will ever be the same again.

Dare you return to the fantasy world of William Anthony Shea?Darker and deeper, the intrigue continues. The mind falls to the fantastic and the weird, spiralling ever downward into an abyss of despair. The tales continue in a dizzying maze of wonder as this collection of macabre stories and thoughtful poems invoke nightmares from which one might never recover. Again, you are left questioning your own reality. The night holds no solace for a restful sleep.

The darkling pool closes, in this, the fourth and final instalment of the Darkling Pool series. As the door draws inward, the tales continue. You are immersed in the abstract moments of misery. The nightmare chokes away the last screams and the void dies to a calm acceptance of a fate that is irrevocably intertwined with a place of shadows that steals away the last hope of sleep, in this collection of macabre stories and haunting verse. What lies beyond the darkling pool is a place of wonder, in the thoughts provoked by the nightmares of dreams that offer no resolution in the light of this reality.

Enter, with caution, the fantasy world of William Anthony Shea. A world of deception, intrigue, mind games, and all manner of the weird and not always so wonderful. In this nail-biting collection of sinister tales and delightful poems, like the characters themselves, one can never be sure where one is being led. Surprises and shocks abound. So convincing is this compilation of esoteric tales of ghosts, goblins, knights, dragons and other mythological creatures that you are left questioning your own reality. Sleep soundly tonight if you dare.

The door opens wider in this, the third installment in the Darkling Pool series. As the tales continue, you stand on the periphery looking into an abyss of despair. The nightmare rises to greet you as the void swells against the restless slumber provoked in this collection of chilling stories and curious verse. There is no doubt that this is not the reality of your own world, as you fall to embrace the long night.

Returning from a war he cannot forget, the King's Sentenial becomes embroiled in the trouble surrounding an arcane vessel of power, a cauldron imprisoning the daemon Mastk. He undertakes a journey at the behest of the imp Flinstirr Gobbynstein that has far reaching implications to both his past, and his future. Hunted and coerced, the Sentenial must fight to survive the dark influence of the cauldron, or the lands will surely fall to darkness. Along the way he finds allies, old friends, and love, only to be driven to the point of despair and madness in the conflicts that ensue... which may yet cost him his very soul.