Title: A Fine Line - The Ancients: Part 2
Author: J.C. Brennan
Genre: Fiction / Fantasy / Dark Fantasy
Warnings: Language, Violence, and Adult Situations
Disclaimer: I don't ordinarily read Dark Fantasy. The excerpt has been lightly edited to subdue objectionable language.
The mysterious appearance of a young girl—brutalized and half dead—has thrown the Crew into a heightened state of disquiet. Aurora and her evil pack of Damned have declared war, and William now wonders if, somehow, the seemingly-innocent girl may be employed in some way as a dangerous weapon in the coming battle.
The revelation of an ancient relic may deliver the critical aid the Crew so direly requires. Its newly-discovered power enables William to delve into the strange girl’s memories, but will the answers be too horrifying for the Crew to accept? Along with the newfound strength found in this lost treasure comes a treacherous caveat, and William must decide if all of the gains gifted to his family are worth the precarious risks it demands.
A Fine Line - The Ancients: Part II is the continuing story in the "A Fine Line" series. This third book chronicles the story of William Healthaway and his family—the descendants of an ancient race possessed of powers they are only just learning to control. Enter a world where no one is safe from the wicked clutches of the Damned, where love, laughter, family and all that is held dear wavers on the knife-edge between life and eternal slumber. For fans of historical high drama—with traces of fantasy thrown into the mix, romance, war, family, death, and the supernatural.
As the men walked through the woods looking for any signs of trespass, both were at the peak of readiness, though neither said much of anything to the other. William and Buckner were almost at the south-west line of the property and could hear the babbling of the water splashing along the rock bed of the narrow stream when a strong stench pervaded their senses.
“Oh…my…G--, what in the h--- is that?” Buckner shouted, covering his nose.
“I have no idea. Boy, that sure is rancid.”
They searched the area, spreading further apart to see if they could discover the source of the foul odor. William believed they would find a body at the height of its decay.
“Do you see anything, Jonathon?” William called, choking as the putrid stench became more intense.
“No, noth…” Buckner cut his response short, so William began walking in his direction. “No, no, stop! Will, stay perfectly still.”
“What is it?”
“Shhh, just listen,” Buckner whispered putting a finger to his lips.
William stopped and listened hard. The sound was strange but familiar and, at first, he thought it might be an animal caught in a trap.
“It’s coming from over here, Will,” Buckner said following the flow of the stream.
The men walked quickly but carefully. If it were a trapped animal, it might not take too kindly to them, whether they intended to help it or not. The sound became louder, but William realized it was being made by something quite small.
“What in the h--- is that?” Buckner asked.
Then, Buckner stopped abruptly. William crashed into his back and nearly bowled him over; he’d been so focused on finding the creature making all the noise. Buckner’s eyes widened in disbelief, “I can’t believe it.”
“Believe what? You know, you need to give some warning before you stop like that. What? What is it?”
Buckner pointed to a small area just ahead of them off to the right, where a very large, very old sequoia tree stood. The tree had a naturally formed opening at its base, which reminded William of the entrance to a cave. The girth of a sequoia tree could grow very large, but this one was massive, nearly forty meters. The opening at the bottom of the tree was quite unusual and almost perfectly rounded.
After the initial shock at the size of the tree had worn off, William saw what had made Buckner stop. In the huge opening, was a nest of leaves, which held a small bundle wrapped in cloth. Neither of them could believe what they were seeing... It couldn’t be…
Buckner’s words faltered. “Is that, that…”
“A baby? Yes, that does appear to be exactly what that is.”
A Fine Line: The Ancients (part II): is currently available at CreateSpace.com and on Amazon.
About the Author:
I started by writing poems when I was younger. The thought of writing a novel was always on my mind, but I wasn't sure if I could write a full novel. When I decided I was going to give it a shot, the words just began to flow, and before I knew it, a wonderful story emerged.
My first novel was the hardest, a nightmare, actually. I had never published before and it was a whole new world. I learned quickly that there are people in every industry that will take your money and use you. However, there are also good people out there, people with good hearts. I don't think I would have made it without the wonderful independent authors out there who are genuinely good people and are willing to help.
I have struggled most of my life to get where I am, and know there are more battles yet to face, but with will, strength, and the love of my family and friends, I can accomplish anything.
Find J.C. Brennan on the Internet:
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