Opoponax Dreams - the Fun Adventure Fantasy Novel - Sample

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    The simple lives of a small tribe are changed forever when a grisly visitation costs them one oftheir prize warriors. They are thrust into an unexpected journey to find salvation and great

    treasure in the Lost City of God.

    A small band of their best and brightest people sets off on a journey into the unknown. They

    bravely battle against hosts of seen and unseen enemies and experience a great many

    adventures.

    As they make their way on their quest, they are forced to experience the deepest depths of

    their own souls, and face the greatest enemy possible - the enemy within themselves. They

    fight physical and supernatural enemies, but can they prevail against jealousy, obsession,

    insanity, lust, disease and their own sinful natures and find the Lost City and salvation?

    This is an engaging tale of adventure, fantasy, horror and ultimately hope, that takes you on

    an unforgettable journey through the deep, dark recesses of the human spirit.

    Do you dare to dream?

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    Opoponaxs ProgressThere are some stories that need telling, but to be told, these stories need a teller. The greatest stories need the

    greatest tellers. If no great teller can be found, then the great story must slumber, biding its time through ages

    long, waiting, alone in that utter darkness until the great teller comes along. While a great story waits, does that

    great story dream? Are its dreams pleasant? Or are they never -ending nightmares?

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    Manchanon awoke suddenly, as if dragged from fathomless depths into the air. He could feel the icy-cold

    fingers of wakefulness digging into his deepest psyche. Icy, freezing, cold, piercing, yet somehow hot at the

    same time. The fragments of some horrible nightmare were grabbing at him still. Dark shadows dancing

    just out of reach. He tried to grasp on to the dark ephemeral tail of a receding shadow, but it slipped

    through his fingers and was gone, never to be retrieved again. Not on this day, at any rate.

    His attention was diverted by a low rustling in the nearby bushes. He pricked up his ears, trying to

    determine if this sound was being made by beast or man, and if by beast, how small and how dangerous

    an animal it might be. The rustling stopped for a few short moments, then picked up again. It sounded

    small. Not significant. He figured it must be a rat or an apopolah. Swiftly and silently, he got up from the

    warm blankets and furs constituting the bed on which he had spent most of the night.It was with one smooth move that he rose. With the precise agility and lightning-swift, slick fluidity of acheetah in camel grease, he drew his sword and crouched, then slowly inched his way toward the source

    of the rustling noise. Swiftly, he struck. He drove the blade of the sword through the thick brush and felt it

    connect with something small and meaty. There was a satisfying sound of metal slicing through gristle and

    bone, and the soft squooshing sound of gushing liquid.

    He laughed and tried to pull back the sword and its prize through the thick green mass of leaves on the

    bush. It stuck a little. He was forced to put out some effort in order to pull it back, but eventually it gave way.

    He looked on in absolute horror at the wriggling, bloody, yet familiar thing stuck on to the end of his sword, as

    the thing slowly uncurled one long-taloned digit after another, starting with what passed for a pinky finger and

    slowly working its way up to what must be an index finger.

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    When the index finger opened, its muddy, bloody prize, which Manchanon had not noticed before, fell to the

    ground. Then the horrid, disembodied hand-like thing shuddered once. The shudder travelled up the blade of

    the sword, up the hilt, through Manchanons hand, to his torso and then to his heart. His eyes rolled up inside

    his head so the whites showed. He crumpled to the ground and moved no more. The sword fell from his limp

    fingers and clattered on the rocky soil, freeing its prisoner in the process.

    The disembodied hand rolled free and slowly the fingers curled up again into a loose fist. All the fingers, that

    is, except for the index finger and thumb, which now pointed to the muddy, bloody ball of paper that the hand

    had once contained.

    Aranda screamed.

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