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by Paul Fergus


DIAMOND OF DARKNESS

  By Paul Tristan Fergus

  Copyright 2010 Paul Tristan Fergus

  www.paultristanfergus.com

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  TABLE OF CONTENTS

  Dedication

  Preface: Nervous Tremors

  Chapter 1: A Last Revel

  Chapter 2: Bungled Romance

  Chapter 3: The Mirthy Mermaid

  Chapter 4: Nixed

  Chapter 5: Close Call

  Chapter 6: An Odd Companion

  Chapter 7: Two Breakfasts

  Chapter 8: Dangerous Island

  Chapter 9: Bad Feelings

  Chapter 10: Regol Coros Academy

  Chapter 11: New Friends

  Chapter 12: A Winning Hand

  Chapter 13: Magic at the Grill

  Chapter 14: The Council

  Chapter 15: Last Warning

  Chapter 16: A Brother’s Ordeal

  Chapter 17: Nightmare Tree

  Chapter 18: Into the Woods

  Chapter 19: The Poisoned Kiss

  Chapter 20: Some Secrets Come Out

  Chapter 21: Fear of Failure

  About The Author

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  DEDICATION

  This novel is dedicated to Moose, Ferg, and Spike. Without you, this would never have been.

  Unconscious thanks to the kitties: Michael, Blink, and Frankie. Your four-legged ways kept me alert.

  Thanks to my beta-readers: Anne (You do stuff!), Kim (Devil’s advocate!), Cordell (You fix it!), Solekandi, Patricia, Kristin, Michelle, Shauna, Nick, Dylan, and MollyB. Your reactions and suggestions were a huge help.

  Special thanks to Ella; her patient editing tips moved my work up a level. Ella, your knowledge is out of this world!

  Bonus thanks to all those who support and encourage me. I’m grateful to have such friends. It means a lot.

  And lastly, thanks to the haters too. I’ve been there. You’ve kept me grounded.

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  PREFACE: NERVOUS TREMORS

  “Varan?”

  At the mention of its name, the reptile-headed humanoid in the black and silver robes stirred from deep thought. Its large, circular eyes regarded the other fantastical beings gathered around the quartzite boulder in the night.

  “Friends of this assentage,” said Varan, “the recounting of our success is accurate. Yet my thoughts remain incomplete. On the state of the unknown, I notice a discord we have yet to take seriously.

  “Despite our accomplishments, the drought continues. Instead of regaining our strength, we wither past the point of non-existence. Some of us here are now the last, with no recourse to return should Grand-greatest pour her pipkin anew.”

  A discomfort moved through the listeners. The translucent humanoid made of fire played with the red-orange opal at the end of its hard, silvery necklace.

  Varan said, “Skilla shared with me an alarming knowledge. She heard the ripples of a lost dream say that Talam Island had risen out of the Adraric Sea. How long has that frightful castle lurked above the depths, that we should hear of it now?

  “Consider also the testimony of Prosla. She sighted a star-stranger in the Seltan neighborhood of Nerham. Masked like a clown, a ghastly bearing surrounded this figure. She was unable to regard him further, so slippery was his hiding. What is the star-stranger’s message? Is this being a bearer of light…or a creature of destruction?”

  The translucent humanoid spoke with a light voice that smelled of wood smoke. “Are you suggesting we attempt to close the Faithless Looking Glass? The Nightmare Stick is worse than ever. Without our labors, what will become of the unknown?”

  Varan said, “Assuming we could, the prospects for a discourse remain grim. We are still rejected and their minds have grown dangerously one-sided.”

  “It’s as if the distance between the twins has become an unbridgeable crack in the world. The pursuit of our grudge may have trapped us in a dead-end. I suspect Grand-greatest has already made her move.”

 

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