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    Broken Realms: Finding Home Tale 3
    Broken Realms: Finding Home Tale 3
    Broken Realms: Finding Home Tale 3
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    Broken Realms: Finding Home Tale 3

    By Calvin Mofield

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    After finding the herb and giving it to their poisoned friend Donathan, Sarah, and Froacious find out that they are too late. Two members of the group have to watch helplessly as one of them dies. Their dead friend finds themselves in a strange spiritual world full of floating islands and an eccentric man who says he has met them in the past and that he can prove it. Outside the hideout, the orcs have found Donathan, Sarah, and Froacious and have begun attacking. Can the two surviving friends live through the attack and preserve the body of their friend?

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherCalvin Mofield
    Release dateOct 4, 2016
    Broken Realms: Finding Home Tale 3
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    Calvin Mofield

    There is a window in my mind that looks out upon wondrous places where magical things take place everyday. I sit on a stool looking out that window with pen in hand and tablet on my lap taking down all the spectacular things I see there so you can know them too.

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      Book preview

      Broken Realms - Calvin Mofield

      BROKEN REALMS: FINDING HOME TALE 3

      BY

      CALVIN MOFIELD

      Copyright 2016 Calvin Mofield

      Published by Calvin Mofield at Smashwords

      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 enjoyment only, then please return to Smashwords.com or your favorite retailer and purchase your own copy. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author.

      Chapters

      CHAPTER ONE

      CHAPTER TWO

      CHAPTER THREE

      CHAPTER FOUR

      CHAPTER FIVE

      CHAPTER SIX

      CHAPTER SEVEN

      Author’s Website: www.CalvinTheAuthor.com

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      Dedicated to Caffeine because I would not be able to do any of this without it.

      Chapters

      CHAPTER ONE

      CHAPTER TWO

      CHAPTER THREE

      CHAPTER FOUR

      CHAPTER FIVE

      CHAPTER SIX

      CHAPTER SEVEN

      CHAPTER EIGHT

      CHAPTER NINE

      CHAPTER TEN

      CHAPTER ONE

      It was pitch black in Jhee-Uva’s bed chambers. He lay slumbering in the cavernous room devoid of any light natural or otherwise. He had been sleeping for millennia or more by this time with no urge to wake in the near future. For a being such as Jhee-Uva, there was little left in the worlds of most any reality that held any fascination for him. With nothing to keep him occupied, he decided he would sleep. He didn’t know how long he would sleep, only that Jhee would not wake until something woke him, or he died of whatever might kill someone such as himself.

      As he lay there, he dreamed of the years Jhee spent as a wolf among the pack that he led. His body twitched like a dog dreaming as he ran in his sleep. He recalled the snow beneath his paws as he led them on hunts or moved them to the new dens that they would call home. His dream shifted as he remembered the lifetime he spent as a woman. The way he had fallen for a man, got married, raised children.

      His dream shifted again as it flashed to a time when he built a universe of his own with planets and beings inside them. He would watch them play out their lives marveling out what decisions they made and how they molded their fates. He would transform himself into one of them to walk amongst them, living the lives he loved watching from afar. After a few millennia, the different races of various planets found one another. Before long they began fighting one another. Watching them fight and kill each other was fascinating in its own way, so Jhee-Uva continued to watch for another few millennia. In the end, his interest began to waiver as boredom overtook him, so he decided that perhaps he would just go to sleep.

      As he lay there dreaming of all the lives that he had ever lived over the course of his existence, he started to feel something nag at his consciousness. It was rather annoying being that he had managed to slumber this long without being interrupted. The nagging feeling felt like a memory that lived outside of his mind. Like there was something he had forgotten to do, and now it was time.

      Jhee-Uva shrugged off the nagging feeling trying to push his mind further into a slumber where he didn’t have to worry about whatever it was trying to wake him in the real world. For a moment it worked. He was able to get back to his peaceful place of rest drifting back towards the dreams and memories that kept him safe and happy. He began to drift into a memory of a time when he lived as a freshwater fish. He relished in the warm waters he swam through as the light shone through the waves on the surface danced on the muddy bottoms of the lake.

      The nag was back.

      He continued to put effort into holding himself in this dream of his memory, to feel the water rush over his scales as he darted between algae and gaps in the branches of fallen trees.

      The nag persisted.

      Jhee-Uva, the fish, saw a bug on the surface, so he raced to catch it. He thrust his tail back and forth with ease, propelling himself like a torpedo through the water. He was almost to the surface where he could capture the bug as he launched himself into the open air.

      Nag.

      Flinging the covers off Jhee-Uva sat up in bed lighting several candles and orbs with just a thought. The light revealed a vast, ornate bedroom with a large four post canopy bed that sat upon a raised platform. The walls are lined with shelves that are loaded with all manner of books or tokens from his many travels and adventures. There is one large dresser with a mirror as well as several grooming items. On the left is a sitting area by the fireplace with two couches, two chairs, and a table with a variety of alcohol and glasses on it. Everything in the bed chamber is painted a burgundy color, trimmed in gold and covered with dust.

      Jhee-Uva pulled his muscular frame from the edge of the bed into a standing position. Looking around the room angrily he extended his magical senses as he tried to find where the nagging feeling was coming from so he could identify it. Turning, he sensed another nagging feeling coming from close to where the bedroom closet is located. Waving his hands, Jhee-Uva tears an opening in the air to reveal the thing that had awakened him from his slumber. Peering into the opening Jhee-Uva nearly choked on his own spit at what he saw. Gathering his composure, he looked again into the void. His face softened into that of relief and love before morphing into one of concern. Finally, he furrowed his brow, makes a sign in the air with his right hand then vanished from the bed chamber.

      CHAPTER TWO

      Sarah found herself lying on the ground outside in an unfamiliar place. As she sat up, she had to shield her eyes against the brightness of the sun. Gathering herself into a sitting position, she managed to shade her eyes enough to look around at

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