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    Shepherds on the Hills of Eternity
    Shepherds on the Hills of Eternity
    Shepherds on the Hills of Eternity
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    Shepherds on the Hills of Eternity

    By Gary Jonas

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    What price would you pay for eternal youth?

    Would you be willing to feed on the energy of people around you even if it drains them of their free will?

    Would you be willing to kill?

    This short story originally appeared in the collection Quick Shots by Gary Jonas, so if you own that, you already have this.

    Note that this includes a bonus excerpt from Modern Sorcery, the first novel in the Jonathan Shade series.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherDenton & White
    Release dateJun 13, 2015
    ISBN9781513083742
    Shepherds on the Hills of Eternity
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    Gary Jonas

    Gary Jonas is the author of the Jonathan Shade fantasy series, the novel One Way Ticket to Midnight, the story collection Quick Shots, and the novella Night Marshal: A Tale of the Undead West, the first in a new vampire western series that will be penned by various authors. His short fiction has appeared in numerous anthologies and magazines. Gary was born in Japan and has since lived in Ohio, Florida, Oklahoma, and Colorado, where he now resides.

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      Shepherds on the Hills of Eternity - Gary Jonas

      SHEPHERDS ON THE HILLS OF ETERNITY

      Gary Jonas

      Originally published in Quick Shots by Gary Jonas, Sky Warrior Books 2011

      Back in 1993, I killed a man.

      For the longest time I blamed Diana because she introduced me to Benjamin. Later, I blamed Benjamin for making me do it. Now, I understand the truth.

      Diana had just moved to Tulsa from Manhattan to attend a Bible College. I met her when she got a job at Daniel's Diner where I worked. Things clicked between us, but my life went to hell when Diana insisted that I go to her strange little church, Dimensions Above.

      The church held services in a small building with a tiled floor, low ceiling with regular plaster, none of those swooping arcs or giant crossbeams. Clear windows instead of stained glass. Rows of folding chairs lined the floor before a dais with a long table and a small lectern perched atop it. If not for the banners hung on the wall saying how much God loved everyone, the place could have been an auction hall.

      Dimensions Above had a casual atmosphere. I'd been afraid that I'd underdressed for the occasion, but Diana said not to worry about it. Sure there were plenty of people in their Sunday best, but there were also people in jeans and Stryper T-shirts.

      Diana looked radiant in her nice, if high collared, dress and I felt proud to be next to her. Her auburn hair fell around her shoulders and when she leaned toward me, I caught its fresh clean scent. Brother Benjamin is preaching today, Steve, she said. You'll love him.

      I nodded and looked around. A four-piece band warmed up in one corner. I was surprised to see a guitarist, a bass player, and a drummer. I'd expected an organist, although I'd thought he'd be sitting at an oak Kimball, not standing in front of a portable Yamaha.

      The service began with a reggae religious song, the lyrics of which were flashed on the walls by a projector at the back of the room. When the song ended, they began praying in tongues.

      This bothered me on several levels. I wasn't in a corner, so my atheistic tendencies were sleeping. My doubts sent my mind reeling down other tangents about their prayers. There was no interpreter to tell what, if anything, was being said. I told myself it was all a bunch of nonsense, but it gave me an eerie feeling. Were they speaking in the tongues of angels—or demons? Who'd know the difference? A chill raced down my spine and I looked around the room. People waved back and forth, their hands in the air as if they were in a trance. Diana moved and spoke with them. "...rama alkatore sardagadaba..."

      I wanted

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