Sea Born (Chaos and Retribution Book 3)

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by Eric T Knight


  “No,” Maphothet said with a cold smile. “The Fist does whatever I tell him to.”

  Lowellin turned back to Fen. “We’ll need to take measures to make sure you stay in prison, of course.” He gestured. “Ilsith?”

  The sharp edge at Fen’s throat pulled back, but Fen’s relief was short-lived.

  Ilsith’s head darted toward him, swift as a striking snake. Fen saw a flash of cold fangs and felt a sharp pain in his neck.

  Ilsith uncoiled and let Fen go. Fen put his hand to his neck. Something was spreading outward from the wound. Ice was flowing into his veins. He tried to summon Stone power and strike back, but it was sluggish and distant, growing further away by the second.

  The strength leached from him, and he went to his knees. He looked up at Lowellin.

  “What did you do to me?”

  “I gave you your first taste of chaos power,” Lowellin said, showing his teeth. “You can think of it as being poisoned. So long as it is within you, you won’t be able to touch your power.” He bent down over Fen.

  “I own you now. You belong to me.”

  The End

  Book Four of Chaos and Retribution

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  About The author

  Born in 1965, I grew up on a working cattle ranch in the desert thirty miles from Wickenburg, Arizona, which at that time was exactly the middle of nowhere. Work, cactus and heat were plentiful, forms of recreation were not. The TV got two channels when it wanted to, and only in the evening after someone hand cranked the balky diesel generator to life. All of which meant that my primary form of escape was reading.

  At 18 I escaped to Tucson where I attended the University of Arizona. A number of fruitless attempts at productive majors followed, none of which stuck. Discovering I liked writing, I tried journalism two separate times, but had to drop it when I realized that I had no intention of conducting interviews with actual people but preferred simply making them up.

  After graduating with a degree in Creative Writing in 1989, I backpacked Europe with a friend and caught the travel bug. With no meaningful job prospects, I hitchhiked around the U.S. for a while then went back to school to learn to be a high school English teacher. I got a teaching job right out of school in the middle of the year. The job lasted exactly one semester, or until I received my summer pay and realized I actually had money to continue backpacking.

  The next stop was Australia, where I hoped to spend six months, working wherever I could, then a few months in New Zealand and the South Pacific Islands. However, my plans changed irrevocably when I met a lovely Swiss woman, Claudia, in Alice Springs. Undoubtedly swept away by my lack of a job or real future, she agreed to allow me to follow her back to Switzerland where, a few months later, she gave up her job to continue traveling with me. Over the next couple years we backpacked the U.S., Eastern Europe and Australia/New Zealand, before marrying and settling in the mountains of Colorado, in a small town called Salida.

  In Colorado we started our own electronics business (because, you know, my Creative Writing background totally prepared me for installing home theater systems), and had a couple of sons, Dylan and Daniel. In 2005 we shut the business down and moved back to Tucson where we currently live.

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