The Trail to the Lonely Tree Epic Book Launch
About the Book
Book: The Trail to the Lonely Tree (Book 1 of the Jaguar Oracle Series)
Author: Kurt Mähler
Genre: Christian Magical Realism Fantasy
Release date: November 25, 2024
A richly poetic tale of friendship, courage, and destiny that will awaken the imagination of children and adults alike.
When Oracle, a jaguar from the Yucatán, learns of the dying words of the last jaguar in the Rio Grande Valley, he finds himself on a perilous journey to see a prophecy fulfilled.
To do so he must travel 1,400 miles to Texas and find the Lonely Tree, where his kin spoke an enigma to the heavens as hunters took him down. But the Lonely Tree is in the dangerous realm of Man—and Oracle will need more than his own wisdom and strength to fulfill the task.
Oracle remembers Eden and the naming of the animals; what Adam spoke to the first of each kind. He discovers the animals in the Valley have forgotten their names—as has Man himself.
Can he not only fulfill the prophecy, but help the animals reclaim ancient truths before they are lost forever?
This hope-filled tale explores the quest for courage in a fallen world and how to make the faith journey—and its sacrifices—worthwhile.
Book Excerpt
And if you’re hungry enough to do battle for your meal, then the sharp-toothed garfish will give you both. Why, some are as big as you are, I’m told…Um, by the way, sire, who are you?”
“I am the jaguar Oracle. I come from a distant place called Sian Ka’an in the manrealm called the Yucatán.”
“Ah, so you’re from the Southern Jungle. I’ve heard of that land, but those other names are new to me. Welcome to the Valley! You’re traveling north, I take it?”
“Yes, that is the ruling direction for me. I seek the Lonely Tree and all the roots it leads to in the Valley.” The jaguar looked deep into the eyes of the raccoon. “And who, may I ask, are you?”
Patch gulped, but it was hard to swallow. “I beg your pardon, but I’m reluctant to say. Not all are friends with my kind, sire, and, according to our ways, we decline to make our presence known, lest paws and pellet guns find difficulty in being friendly with us.”
“Well, if you’re reluctant to tell me your kind, at least tell me your name,” said Oracle.
“I’ve been given many names, sire. I’ve been called Robber of Nests and Hatcher of Pranks. Trickster, huckster, slacker, shirker. A trapper waiting to be trapped. A hat waiting to be made. The Powhatan mantribe calls us something like, ‘He Who Scratches with His Hands.’
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About the Author
Kurt Mähler writes in the prophetic and poetic tradition, inspired by the wonder of creation and cultures of the world. He and his wife have served in forty nations as encouragers in the Christian faith, where Kurt discovered the beauty and wisdom of storytelling. His roots include the Gulf Coast, Rio Grande Valley, and Heart of Texas.
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