Wayward Guardian (Guardian Saga Book 1)

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by Arlin Fehr


  On Vodea

  The damage to the ship was immense. The EMP had fried more systems than originally anticipated, and without a bridge crew, or a Guardian, getting anywhere with it would be a long shot. The survivors of the crew had decided that it just wasn't worth the risk.

  Axion standard procedures would ensure that a scout was dispatched to check on the colony if they didn't check in after two weeks past their planned arrival time.

  It didn't help that Vodea was so beautiful and everyone was just so tired, physically and emotionally.

  It was obviously an alien world. The colours of the plants were just a bit off from what an earth native would expect, but all that didn't matter once a breeze kicked up and the tall grass waved in the wind. Or when the sun came up and passed through the boughs of the trees just right. To a man who had been trapped on a ship with a computer trying to kill him, it was paradise.

  Howard looked over the crowd gathered for the funeral for those lost, he had just finished giving his remarks. He was now sitting and looking over everyone's faces as James started his talk. He took note of the ones missing, especially Sam.

  'He would have liked it here,' he said softly to himself.

  Ayla and her mother were sitting next to him, Ayla turned and looked at him, 'Yeah, he would have.'

  Howard looked down at her and smiled softly.

  END OF BOOK 1

  Acknowledgements

  I'd like to thank God, for giving me my talents.

  I'd like to thank my parents Wayne and Linda Fehr, for giving me a life worth living and loving me as much as they did.

  I'd also like to thank my Grade 10 English teacher, Crystal Stewart. She always found my work interesting and always let me know as much. That was huge boon to me as a young writer.

  My dear friends Vance, Patrick, and Aaron get a mention too, they believed in me too, and more importantly, never let me forget what a joy storytelling is.

  If you think I should have thanked you but didn't, then take this as a thank you! Or you could just wait till the next book and hopefully see your name there. I'm only human after all, can't remember everyone.

  About the Author

  Arlin lives in the peace valley region of B.C. He was born and raised on a farm, though never really took to farming himself. Instead he preferred to lose himself in books and video games and dream of the day he could write his own books and grow a beard as well as his father. Now he does both.

  Table of Contents

  Characters

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Epilogue

  Acknowledgements

  About the Author

 

 

 


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