Dark Kamelot

"The battle is finished - now listen to the dead tell you what really happened."

In Dark Kamelot: Voices Out Of Tyme, the Great Battle of Salt Lake City is already over - at least in the bureaucratic sense. The streets have been cleared, official statements drafted, memorial plans sketched out, and the Empire has done what it always does after catastrophe: it has moved quickly to restore stability. But stability isn't truth, and this book is built around that uncomfortable gap.

What follows isn't a conventional novel, and it isn't a tidy anthology of "standalone" stories. It's a chorus: a sequence of titled monologues spoken by the dead - Knights, Ladies, mages, medics, courtiers, opportunists, and ordinary people who found themselves in the path of something impossible. Their voices cross-reference and contradict one another the way real eyewitnesses do, revealing how reputations collide, how secrets surface sideways, and how a "clean" official narrative can be assembled out of convenient omissions. Some characters return more than once, not to take over the book, but to show how a single person's understanding changes as the night unfolds.

Piece by piece, the reader reconstructs the final hours: an interdimensional portal opening on the saltbeds, Orc armies pouring through, and a city where magic, infrastructure, and law all become weapons. Threaded through the chaos is the recurring figure many witnesses struggle to explain - a Child of Light with long white hair, later understood as Eira, an Elven princess honoring a debt owed since Mordred I.

At the center of the mosaic is the question the Empire would love to settle neatly: how the portal was finally collapsed - by five key figures, a chain of ugly choices, and the kind of sacrifice that doesn't fit well on a plaque.