The Virtuosi Chronicles · Book 1

The Day the Whimsy Died

The music is dying. And the silence is a killer.

Trovatore Dekker Kohl — field operative for the Columbus Conservatory — can hear the harmonic echoes left at murder scenes. He just can't explain why his own magic is failing at the same time, or why someone is systematically destroying Whimsy itself.

The world won't end without it. It'll just stop being worth living in.

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Systems fail. Magic breaks. Our heroes are just the technicians trying to put reality back together one broken rapier, one missing note, and one foul-mouthed hedgehog at a time.

Three series. Different worlds, different magic, and different flavors of catastrophe. Yet, if one works for you, the others will, too. The handwriting is the same.

Tim A. Mills

Tim A. Mills

Tim A. Mills wanted to be Errol Flyn or D'Artagnan at six. He eventually managed the sword part; he teaches Olympic fencing in Columbus, Ohio, which turns out to involve considerably more paperwork than the films suggest. He has not let this stop him.

His books keep arriving at the same place by different roads: a specialist in exactly the wrong situation, working a problem in a universe that keeps changing the rules around the edges. The magic has a syllabus. The hero has a record. Someone or something opinionated is usually involved.

The endings don't always wrap. The debt doesn't always clear. He finds both of these things funny and entirely correct.

First time here? The Day the Whimsy Died and Sidewise are a good start.

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