Children of the Narlow Joy Johnson

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Published: November 1st 2012

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Children of the Narlow  by  Joy Johnson

Children of the Narlow by Joy Johnson
November 1st 2012 | ebook | PDF, EPUB, FB2, DjVu, AUDIO, mp3, RTF | | ISBN: | 3.33 Mb

The nightmare is different this time. There is no cave, and Casey is nowhere to be found. I stand in a sunny valley between two large tree covered hills. Atti appears behind me and wraps his arms around my waist. I don’t need to turn to know that itMoreThe nightmare is different this time. There is no cave, and Casey is nowhere to be found. I stand in a sunny valley between two large tree covered hills. Atti appears behind me and wraps his arms around my waist. I don’t need to turn to know that it is him.

A gentle breeze touches us as I press my back to him. We don’t speak. The sun is warm on our faces when he turns me toward him. Our thoughts are one without words. We lean toward each other. Our lips nearly touch, when I see Casey appear behind Atti. Her long red hair is braided over her left shoulder. Her dark eyes glint like the color of steel in the sunlight.

They glare murderously at Atti’s back. I pull away from Atti to stare at her angry face. Confusion fills me as she points to something on the ground behind me. I turn and see her journal lying in the grass. I glance back toward Casey, but her image is gone. I am drawn to the little journal as I walk toward it. My fingers grace the torn, old binding as a violent roar shatters the silence in the valley. My eyes search the hill tops until I see it- a creature so huge that it stands nearly half as tall as the trees around it. I recoil to the ground when I see that it is the Gragoren from my original nightmare.

Its wings beat the trees beside it, sending them shattering to the ground all around it. The Gragoren rips and slashes at the pieces with its gigantic claws. It roars as Atti rushes to my side and drags me behind him. However the Gragoren does not seem to see us. Instead, its hateful eyes are locked upon the hill across the valley from it. I try not to look but my eyes move slowly toward the top of the other hill without my permission. It is as though someone else is controlling them. Someone who knows me very well…



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