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    Apocalyptic: A Doomsday Anthology
    Apocalyptic: A Doomsday Anthology
    Apocalyptic: A Doomsday Anthology
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    Apocalyptic: A Doomsday Anthology

    By Dairenna VonRavenstone

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    This anthology explores how the world could have ended in five different ways on Dec. 21, 2012. The first answers the question: "What would happen if dragons came out of hiding?"
    "Music" follows the travels of two musicians as they try to figure out what the tall, thin alien-like being is and why is disappears when they try to get a closer look.
    God, the Devil and Death argue about what to do with our over-populated planet. Lighter humour as the three powers make fun of each other and comment about Earth.
    Abnormal flora and an "Alice in Wonderland" type story dominates "Picnic". The young child must figure out what happened on Friday, Dec. 12 2012 and why she can't seem to remember it.
    "Ask before Shooting" explores the realm of Ambrosia, a magical place filled with mythical creatures and ruled by a single King. The problem? Ignorant Earthlings tried to blow up the planet and one Ambrosian in particular is not pleased.
    Are any of these stories actually plausible? The only to know is to read and find out.
    Also included is a free six chapter preview of author Dairenna VonRavenstone's full length novel "The Tale of the Twins Book 1".

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherDairenna VonRavenstone
    Release dateOct 3, 2011
    ISBN9781465942579
    Apocalyptic: A Doomsday Anthology
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    Dairenna VonRavenstone

    Dairenna VonRavenstone hails from the snowy North (Canada) where it's not all that snowy for six months out of the year. She enjoys reading a good story and boasts a personal library of over 1,000 books. Writing came as a hobby to her when she was 10 and she spent the better part of a decade honing the craft, writing an estimated 1 million words and 40 stories (novel-length and short) in various stages of completion. She is assured that most of those words will never see the light of day and be burned in a ritualistic fashion eventually. Dairenna (Renna to her friends) writes to bring joy, happiness and love into the hearts of her fans...or something like that.

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      Apocalyptic - Dairenna VonRavenstone

      Apocalyptic: A Doomsday Anthology

      By Dairenna VonRavenstone

      Copyright 2011 Dairenna VonRavenstone

      Smashwords Edition

      Smashwords Edition, License Notes

      This ebook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This ebook may not be re-sold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each recipient. If you’re reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your use only, then please return to Smashwords.com and purchase your own copy. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author.

      Dedication

      This Doomsday anthology is dedicated to all my fans new and old. Without you I would not being writing and creating. I also want to thank all the other authors that I have met through Twitter, FaceBook, Good Reads and other sources for their kind words, support and conversations.

      Author Note

      I will be re-working this and other titles in the New Year (2015) so expect some changes in the coming months.

      Contents

      Fire – what happens when Hell comes to Earth

      Music – Two musicians are the sole survivors of an unknown end

      Holy Trinity – Who really decides the world’s fate?

      Picnic – Not everything is as it seems

      Ask Before Shooting – This is the introduction of my favourite creation: Daimin VanHelgrove

      Special Excerpt – A six-chapter excerpt of ‘Tale of the Twins’ my full length novel

      Fire

      Inspiration: This was a prompt for another author’s anthology. I intended to submit it to that but decided to use it for my own anthology once I figured out I missed the deadline for the other. Obviously, this is completely fabricated and would never happen.

      December 20 2012, 10:45 PM

      Man that was one heck of a party, a young man with bleached blonde hair enunciated sarcastically to his friend beside him.

      Not my fault that guy punched me, muttered the friend as he ran a hand through shaggy black locks.

      Not at all, I mean you were just hitting on his little sister, the bleach blonde replied with a shrug and his voice still laced with scorn.

      I didn’t know she was his sister, the raven haired man mumbled.

      Right, because the same somewhat unique last name and hair color means abso-fucking-lutely nothing, the blonde uttered in derision.

      Whatever, the raven concluded as he reached into his shirt pocket for a package of cigarettes.

      He freed the pack of 24 after a brief struggle and pulled out one of two cigarettes left in the pack. A black lighter followed next. He placed the cigarette to his mouth and put the remaining one back into his pocket. He lit up a moment later keeping one hand around the flame so the light wind of the evening would not strike it out.

      Un-fucking-believable, the blonde grumbled in disdain and a shake of his head.

      What now? the raven questioned with a roll of his gray eyes as he exhaled.

      Nothing, fucking nothing, the blonde grunted.

      She was hot. It’s not my fault fucking James McKullingen hates my guts, the raven explained with a wave of his hand.

      Nope, it has nothing to do with the fact that you love shoving that you’re his boss in his face, especially after he bullied you in High School. Nothing at fucking all, the blonde griped as they shuffled along.

      Whatever, he deserves it. Plus it was a stupid party anyway. The world’s not going to end tomorrow, the raven further elucidated while waving his cigarette-free hand again.

      Yeah I know that, but damn it Jim, there was free beer, the blonde finally groused as he kicked uselessly at the ground.

      I know, Blake, I know. Hey, tell you what. If we don’t die or become aliens by tomorrow night, I’ll take you out on the town, Jim replied with a chuckle.

      Blake stared at him for a moment, green eyes considering the proposition. Jim smirked and the piercing in his lower lip glinted under the street light they passed under. Finally Blake sighed and shrugged as Jim chuckled knowing his friend’s shrug to be reluctant agreement. Jim inhaled the toxic chemicals from his cigarette and exhaled three rings. Blake watched idly since he was more interested in maintaining his buzz.

      Think we can get into a club or something? Blake asked after a long moment as he looked up at the sky.

      Maybe. But they’re all probably crowded by now, you know people thinking it’s the last night of their lives to drink and all, Jim described with a shrug.

      Yeah probably. Man what a fucking waste this night was. If I’m dead tomorrow, I’m kicking your ass in the after-life, Blake whined and kicked at a discarded can across the sidewalk.

      Deal, and if not, I owe you a night on the town, Jim reminded while flicking his cigarette.

      Yeah, yeah I know. But really man, are you worried? Blake inquired as he repressed a shiver.

      About what? Jim questioned when the two finally passed out of the deluge of bars and into the downtown business sprawl of their small town.

      Oh I don’t know, maybe the end of the fucking world? Blake enquired with a scoff.

      That’s just bullshit and you know it. The world isn’t going to end because of a Mayan Calendar, a comet, a black hole, a climate shift, a planet X, or some kind of freaky space thing. I’m the head of the science department in one of the most prestigious schools in the city over. You think I’d of learned something about the world ending that was plausible by now. Dumbass, Jim explained heatedly, tired of hearing the question.

      His students had been asking him how the world was going to end all month and he was exhausted from telling over 500 people the same thing. Even other professors, parents and people online questioning the end of the world irked him considerably. If (when, he reminded himself) he woke up and the world was fine, he would have the great joy of telling people they were utterly wrong.

      Yeah, yeah. I don’t know why I hang out with such a pompous ass like you, Blake complained as he flicked a lock of blonde hair off his forehead.

      Because I get all the chicks, what with my fancy degree and shit, Jim joked, puffing on his cigarette.

      Sure, they see that piece of paper and they be rollin’. Or some shit, Blake teased with a laugh.

      Right, anyway man, are you going to try the bars? Jim asked since he was getting weary of the entire evening.

      Fuck that shit, these boots are killing me. I’m going home to watch some free internet porn and sleep, Blake groused while running a hand through his hair.

      Jim stared down at his friend’s knee-high, elevated black combat boots and had to agree that they would be able to kill someone. The rest of Blake’s attire was subject to the same theory: high fashion knew no pain. Except what Blake considered fashionable was not entirely what everyone else considered high fashion.

      Tight leather pants were tucked into the combat boots, a fishnet long sleeved shirt hung over the pants to almost knee length. Four leather belts wrapped around Blake’s skinny waist and a red silk vest covered his upper body, along with a long flowing leather trench coat to keep the chill away. Fingerless leather gloves covered his hands and the sleeves of the coat covered the myriad of spiked and chained bracelets adorning both arms.

      Yeah, you should probably invest in comfortable clothes, Jim remarked with a suppressed guffaw.

      I like being abnormal, Blake retorted with a scoff at Jim’s jeans, cotton shirt, thick parka and hiking boots.

      Abnormal is your middle name, Jim commented as he finished his cigarette and tossed it into the empty parking lot they passed.

      It’s what I get for being a bi-sexual graphic designer for hire that no one wants to actually hire, Blake muttered, his lips turning down into a

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