Tomorrow through Sunday I will be offering my book Perchance To Dream free on Kindle. It's the second of a series but it works very well by itself. Here's the link: http://www.amazon.com/Perchance-Dream-Amazing-Morse-Book-ebook/dp/B00F7O5C20/ref=la_B00847RE9G_1_2?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1443577825&sr=1-2
And here's a brief little sample of what you will find inside it:
He was a little child,
a boy of no more than eight years of age. The world had been a mystery to him,
but up until now a pleasant one. He was alone in the quiet murmurings of a
summer afternoon. The movements of birds and insects could be heard along with
the sound of leaves rustling in a mild breeze. The world around him was alive
with a myriad of small movements, the growing plants nearly sentient. In front
of him was a tree with a swing made of a rope and a tire. He was delighted at
this discovery, this little grove he had never been to before, a spot that was
alive in a way only the youthful senses of a child could fully appreciate.
And yet…and yet there seemed to be a slight
stain on all of the life around him. It was as though there was a darkness
hidden in the heart of the greenery, something that contradicted the innocence
and health that surrounded him. Suddenly, he sensed a shadow between the sun
and himself, or perhaps there was a darkness behind the sun, a shadow hiding at
its back. Holes began to appear in the quiet little world he knew, and dark
terror seemed to pour through them. He knew there was something hidden in the
grass nearby, something that gave lie to the brightness of the day, even as he
knew there was a darkness in his mind that he had been unwilling to think
about. Some small hole in the earth seemed to drain the light from the world
like a drain hole in a sink. He could feel his world being sucked through that
black hole. He was just a child, but he would never experience life in a childlike
manner again. He tried not to look at the thing hidden in the grass, tried to
shut his mind from the reality that made false all he had known. He tried to
pretend he had never seen it, to cover it over with the life he had always
believed he had known. But he felt a scream building up from the inside…
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