How is a 16-year-old girl with an eating disorder supposed to reconcile the ancient wounds between the Annunaki, the Reptilian Watchers, and the human race? After Flannery “Fee” Birch loses her father in Afghanistan, she ends up in the alien land of Alabama, where she learns the art of spelunking (caving) in order to make friends. To make matters worse, Fee is afraid of caves, heights, and just about everything else…until she meets Faron Rothschild, an outcast from either world, though an emissary for both. Faron’s mixed blood kind took up the role of protecting humans, whom the Anunnaki abandoned and later warred with, while also keeping the Anunnaki secret from the world who forgot them. Not an easy task for a shape shifter who can switch between both sets of his DNA, human and Reptilian. This is a secret that must be maintained at all cost, and Fee, who once tried to disappear from life, pound by pound, must not only rectify her own life, but demand truce between light and darkness.
With his back pressed against the limestone wall, Faron Rothschild sat watching the shadows dancing in the candlelight over petroglyphs. An outcast from either world, though an emissary for both, Faron’s kind took up the role of protecting humans, whom the Anunnaki abandoned and later warred with, while also keeping the Anunnaki secret from the world who forgot them. Not an easy task, but a great burden.“Something went wrong long ago,” he whispered, “The world wasn’t supposed to be like this.”The human, Flannery Birch, knelt down beside him, leaning her face towards his, taking the initiative to brush her lips over his, not caring who or what he was. To her, he was her own personal guardian angel. Not a monster, but a boy her age, a cave guide, with blondish hair and gray eyes, who challenged her to take on what frightened her. Emotions simmered like magma when he responded with gentleness. To ruin the moment, men’s voices shouted out commands above, each taking their position around the vertical cave. Fee closed her eyes, knowing what this meant. Soon Black Ops would descend into the hole. There was no where to run. Sharing in her conclusion of the situation, Faron grasped her closer, stealing a final kiss. “They’re coming. They want to seal the cave.”“Tell me its going to be okay.”He held her close, stroking her long hair while trying to quell his anguish. Nothing could do that now. He kissed the crown of her head, knowing it was goodbye. “They’ll keep us apart…unless they get what they want.”“We won’t let them.”His face didn’t seem so sure.“Your spirit honors this cave and its secrets, never forget them.”