Sneaks and Angels [Book Three of A Very Heavy Fairy Tale]
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by James Pittaro
Category: Fantasy/Science Fiction
Description: The Dark Master had pressed his evil advantage home. The land has been smothered by an uncaring evil, and the war continues. But certain heroes just won't take this sort of thing lying down, you know, and will stand up against evil until the very end.
eBook Publisher: Double Dragon Publishing/Double Dragon Publishing, 2010 Double Dragon eBooks
eBookwise Release Date: April 2010
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Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [227 KB]
Reading time: 146-204 min.
The Kingdom is under siege from the merciless Dark Master; many heroes have fallen and the land has been corrupted. The Army of the Black King has been defeated, and doom creeps over the world. Who can save us from this overwhelming darkness?
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Chapter 1: The Corridor of Light
Now the strange door was finally open, destroyed by the Dark Master's ragged blade; which could cut through any physical thing. The Demon had always suspected that this was a way out of Time and Space, but had no clue as to where it might lead. It could be the entrance to Heaven itself, or certain destruction in that very moment. For beyond was no physical passageway as such; it was a corridor of light. The Dark Master looked inside and hesitated for a moment, but it wasn't fear; just the unknown stretching before him to infinity. He went inside...
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Chapter 2: The White Throne
When Ooldridge opened his eyes, everything was white and glowed with a sparkle of silver. The last he remembered was - Oh dear! The thief suddenly remembered he was dead. This must be Heaven, or Hell was a lot different from what he imagined. A rotten back-stabbing thief who'd spent his whole life robbing and cheating good folks didn't really deserve to go to Heaven. But then of course he took a stab in the chest from the ragged blade of the Dark Master, that was meant for Emrokill of Chaos, the elderly Wizard; certainly a selfless act. But was one life saving act able to balance out a lifetime of being rotten; on the scales of heavenly justice? Apparently so! The clouds rolled back and a majestic White Throne was suddenly revealed; but there was no-one upon it. Ooldridge went closer and was immediately aware of a heavenly presence.
"Welcome, Ooldridge; yes this is Heaven, and I am the great coordinator of all things."
"So what happens next, Sir?"
"You have a choice, Ooldridge. Stay here and know contentment forever, or return and play another role in the second act of life."
"So I can go back, Sir?"
"Just this once, Ooldridge."
"Oh I think I'd like to go back, Sir, even if it means another death, Your Honor. I have so much unfinished business if you beg me pardon, Sir."
"Will you be righteous, Ooldridge and do the right thing from now on?"
"If you really are God, Sir, then you know I can't promise that."
"I know, Ooldridge. I know..."
The light became so bright and the thief squinted his eyes.
"I can't see anything, Sir."
Then it got so bright he had to shut his eyes completely.
When the sneak opened them again, he was looking up at a dark sky troubled by evil black clouds. A ray of white light shone down upon him. Ooldridge realised that he was returned to the White Shrine and he was back alive. He felt his chest but there was no sign of the wound. God had performed a wonderful miracle.
Ooldridge jumped up, danced his best jig, and pulled on his ears and made his best funny face. Then he looked up at the sky.
"Thank you, Sir, thank you from the bottom of me heart."
Then he realised how wonderful it was to be alive.
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