The Bewilderness #1: A weird fantasy series

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About The Bewilderness #1: A weird fantasy series

The weirdest series you've read in a long time. Every five years, you're brought into a chamber where you must make a life-changing decision. Death? Divorce? Bankruptcy? What will you choose? Once you decide, there's no turning back. Full of colour, magic, wonder, circuses and dinosaurs, this is the weirdest series you've read in a long time. For lovers of Neil Gaiman or The Night Circus. The Bewilderness is a realm of beings who influence our everyday lives. The Muses, who give us inspiration. The Manglers, who spread misinformation. And the Changers, who travel through time, editing the course of history. Eli is a Changer, but he also has a family in modern London. When his job as a Changer starts to damage his domestic life, Eli must decide what matters to him most. Follow Eli through strange circuses, dark London streets, and vast deserts of black sand, as he tries to save his daughter. Would you travel through fantasy, reality, time, and space to save someone you love? ----------------------------------------- EXTRACT There’s noise. Lights. Colour. A procession travels across the bridge – stripy tents and musicians. Cymbals and street organs. The hot smells of popcorn and toffee apples. I step up onto the path to avoid being trampled by the mama African elephant, clad in her ceremonial garb – the tasselled saddle, the headdress of every shade of blue and pink, while green and orange parrots swoop overhead. Jugglers, firebreathers, unicyclists – they all twirl and cartwheel their way towards the cluster of tents at the base of Big Ben’s tower. The tower itself is a helter-skelter, twisted in blue and yellow. Charles Manson and John Lennon slide around it, sitting in their doormats. The festival of Masgali. The perpetual carnival of the Bridgelands. It never ends. It never sleeps. Across the water, the London Eye is a Ferris wheel, painted in garish hues, glowing, spinning five times its normal speed. Then Westminster Bridge quakes as Duchess – the eighty-five foot diplodocus – begins to plod her way along with the procession. She’s a beautiful beast – enormous, and kitted out in the same attire as the elephants, only bigger – a colourful howdah upon her back, and a full headdress of jewels and feathers. And all we can do is stare.

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