Chapter 1: THE NOVELS
Rust colored clouds blanketed the horizon as streaks of lighting flashed through the dawn of a new day. As the sun peaked through cloud ridden skies darkness overcame light as the red hue of morning lost its illumination.
Cracks of thunder filtered through the land as Bryan Collins lay in his bed oblivious to the outside elements entrenched into his latest novel, The Pirates Revenge...a Sorcerers Shadow Series.
As thunder and lighting intensified the lights within the room flickered. Concerned the lights may go out he turned the pages in an effort to finish the novel before the electricity vanished.
With a page and a half left cracks of thunder shook the house as the redness of the sky turned to black. The lights flickered as he turned to the final page of the novel.
A loud crack of thunder rattled the house and the lights went out as Bryan said, “Aghh no...not now!”
He put the book down and rushed over to his desk for his flashlight. He pulled out a variety of items from a shiny black stone, to a novel entitled The Island Were Magic Began to the flashlight. The cover of the novel featured a symbol of a sand dollar.
With the flashlight in one hand he threw the novel on his dresser next to his bed. It landed near the window as he dropped the black stone onto the floor. He rushed back into his covers.
The flashlight switched into its on position as a light beam generated enough illumination to read the final page of the novel. He settled in and experienced the last page of The Pirates Revenge...
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THE PASSAGE READ...
With Cayla in charge of the rebellion and Eseph no where in site survival had become essential now that the path had vanished. Malkuth had survived and terror had once again reigned across the land. Pockets of terror rebels lead by his apprentice had been formed to blanket the land and reap havoc on the young at heart.
His sights would now be set on the youth. Their worlds would never be the same as terror headed for a crash course into the Island of