Inside the tree fort, the older boy moved the jar before his brother’s face, breaking into his field of vision. He held the vessel by its hole-poked lid, leaving an unobstructed view of the large insect inside. It crawled, its six legs slipping, with a deliberate but awkward pace about the contained circumference of the pickle jar.
For the first time the younger boy became engaged. He first intently peered at the bug behind the glass and then about at the other boys, as any normal kid might do, to see if they shared his sense of awe. They did, but for a different reason.
“Can you do it?” his brother whispered. “Can you do it now? Can you call the angel here, now?”
“Oh, sure,” the smaller boy answered him. He also whispered, and adding a nod of his head he followed with, “It’s easy to do it now. It gets easier every time.”
“He says yes,” his big brother announced in a louder voice, to everyone. This anticipated news was well received by all those present. Each of them loved to see it.
The older boy adjusted his grip to palm the jar proper, while he used his other hand to remove the lid. His sibling uncurled from the ancient tree trunk and extended both of his hands outward. He interlocked his fingers above the open rim.
The brother holding the pickle jar next shook it with a slight but firm flick of his wrist. The large bumblebee inside stopped its ponderous routine at this abrupt interruption. After a few seconds it tested its wings with a buzz, then took flight and in slow circles rose into the younger boy’s caged fingers.
The elder brother then leaned back and removed the now empty jar. He waited, as all the anticipating boys did, with gripped attention. He also loved to watch this show.
The insect, now buzzing in earnest, bounced about inside his kid brother’s palms, investigating the new area created therein. The bumblebee was easily visible to everyone through the gaps in his fingers but most of the youngsters adjusted their stance some, so as not to miss anything. It would not be long now, they all knew.
PIERCING the ELASTIC LIMIT, an astounding EPIC FABLE from master storyteller HOWARD LORING, traces the determined actions of the mysterious but compelling ‘Old Man beyond the Portal,’ as he and his redheaded assistant pursue their secretive Mandate to rescue the imperiled planet’s future. A page turning quest spanning the ages, once more this elusive author employs the simple FABLE to reveal a vast and gripping EPIC adventure through time and space, portraying with penetrating insight authentic lives of genuine historic figures including Aristocrat Julius Caesar, Writer Christopher Marlowe and Master Musician Robert Schumann, to name but a few. Filled with high intrigue and escalating excitement, this engaging EPIC FABLE surpasses the reader’s imagination yet again, transporting them into a formerly hidden and baffling realm of reality, all by PIERCING the ELASTIC LIMIT.
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Check out the prologue for Hinterspace 1: Privateer. The audio book should be live soon!
A Rogue Psyborg
A Dead Captain
A Transport Gone Terribly Wrong
Ross, a psyborg war veteran turned privateer whose very existence is illegal, is hired to retrieve stolen tech from one of the most secure research sites in the Sol system. When everything goes sideways, he finds himself faced with a dilemma: risk exposure or place himself at the center of a conspiracy spanning the length and breadth of Hinterspace.
Hinterspace: In the largely lawless region between the belts, the ruthless are happy to take advantage.
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