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The Search For The Magical Stone: Land of Cube
The Search For The Magical Stone: Land of Cube
The Search For The Magical Stone: Land of Cube
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In search of a magical stone that  questions your very existence. Another befitting quest on the
Land of Cube. 

Perci has a mission to acquire the magical stone to awaken his sleeping cousin.  Trapped in a dream state on another world, his cousin doesn’t know which world is truly real.  Living in a dream world that satisfies all her wishes, she dares not leave it behind.  Perci’s daunting task is to change her mind.

But he knows better.  He must do it quickly.  The longer she stays trapped in that world, she may never return to his. 

His quest is to obtain and control the stone that has the powers to bring her back to his reality.  Yet, that simple task becomes more mysterious than the stone itself.  His venture takes him onto a new land with unwelcoming dwellers.  With his mission still in mind, he pushes through threats just to obtain the stone that is in itself riddled.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherGiselle Lee
Release dateFeb 18, 2017
ISBN9781540100184
The Search For The Magical Stone: Land of Cube

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    The Search For The Magical Stone - Giselle Lee

    CHAPTER 1

    STUBBY NESH

    The door swung open hitting a short stubby man. It was Mrs. Fanny rushing out with bags in her hands. She stopped for a moment to look at the man who was two heads below her. She didn’t know what to say to such a round short beast of a man. His belly stuck out showing his fat, hanging over his trousers. Her head bowed to indicate a nod of excuse me, and she continued to hurry. He rubbed his head with no concern of Mrs. Fanny, then proceeded inside.

    Unlike Mrs. Fanny, he was in no hurry and picked up a basket to use for shopping. He then proceeded to choose his fruits, which were just as round as he was. Plucking some grapes off, he popped them into his mouth making sure no one saw. He was hungry. He had a long day ahead of him and he needed some energy.

    Hey! You know you have to pay for that. Nothing in here is free. The shopkeeper kept his eye on him as he worked from the cash register.

    Yes, sir. Of course. The stubby man bumped into the tray of nuts, startled that he was caught eating the grapes. The tray nearly toppled over, alerting and angering the shopkeeper again. He left his cash register to deal with him.

    You. The shopkeeper pointed in his face, but then decided to point at his stomach. You, better not steal from me. I’ll call the police.

    No, sir. I’m ready to pay. The stubby man wobbled to the register and laid his groceries down on the table.

    I hope you have enough this time. I’m not giving you any credit. I mean it, He hesitated trying to remember the stubby man’s name.

    Nesh. The stubby man said.

    I mean it, Nesh! The shopkeeper regretted giving Nesh credit. He was a drifter and didn’t want him strolling into his shop anymore. It was going to be his last time in there. It was foolish for him to have believed that Nesh was hungry. He was too round for that.

    Nesh took out his money slowly and counted even slower. The shopkeeper counted with him, hoping he had enough. Nesh paused to ask, aren’t you going to bag my things?

    No! There was no way he was going to let Nesh walk out of his store without paying for all of his stuff. How much? Continue counting. The shopkeeper persisted. Nesh continued to count slowly coming up short, once again.

    No. No. No. You’re not taking a thing. You already owe me money.

    Wait. I can pay for some things and I am hungry.

    You’re always hungry. I’m not making any deals with you. And you’re not leaving with any food. The shopkeeper grabbed his money before Nesh could put it away.

    Hey! What are you doing? That’s my money.

    No. It’s my money, you owe me. And you’re not getting any food. Plus, you owe me for the grapes you gobbled down. Don’t think I didn’t see you.

    I’m going to call the police on you. Nesh retaliated. You stole my money. That money wasn’t for last time, it’s for now. You can’t just take my money like that. Nesh was furious. It was all he had for shopping and was surprised that the shopkeeper was bold enough to steal from him.

    Call the police! I’ll tell them how you stole from me and that you owe me money. They’ll lock you up before they lock me up. You better believe it! The shopkeeper had his hand in Nesh’s face, screaming.

    Nesh stood still not moving. He wasn’t going to leave without his money. The shopkeeper pushed the money in his pocket and walked away from Nesh, daring him to do something. Nesh rested his belly against the counter waiting for someone else to come into the store. He was going to make a scene to show everyone that the shopkeeper stole from him. He waited and waited. The shopkeeper stared at him as he moved around the store straightening his food on the shelves and on the trays.

    Nesh remembered his bubble gum he had in his pocket. At least he could munch on that. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his pre-chewed gum that was stuck on the inside of his pants and shoved it into his mouth. Then suddenly the front door to the shop swung open. It was a young man with blue curly hair. The shopkeeper smiled. He immediately noticed that he was a stranger in town.

    How can I help you?

    I hope you can. I’m on a venture to explore Sandune Mountain for a badly needed medicine.

    Oh, medicine? The shopkeeper passed him some herbs, these are very good medicine. You don’t need to travel far. He squinted his eyes, inspecting the stranger’s hair.

    My name is Perci and I did travel far. It is quite necessary. I’m looking for a stone. They are both needed by the doctor. He paused and examined the herbs that was handed to him.

    I am also looking for someone to accompany me, someone who knows the land. Perci looked over at Nesh who was fixed at the counter waiting for his money. Nesh forced a smile.

    Well Sir, I would be glad to help, but I must deal with a thief. I was robbed by this shopkeeper. He won’t be able to help you, because he’s a thief. He’s a thief!

    Thief! You’re the thief! The shopkeeper shouted back with disgust. Get out of my shop!

    I can pay. Perci interrupted disregarding their argument. The fat man wasn’t what he wanted, but anyone will do. He needed someone to help him carry the stone. He reached into his backpack and pulled out a wad of money. Nesh, realizing that he could earn money and buy food, moved from the counter and proceeded to Perci, but the shopkeeper got to him first.

    The shopkeeper couldn’t believe his eyes. Reaching for it, he asked, how much is that? Perci pulled it back and put it in his front shirt pocket.

    Just enough. He paused. Are you up for the job?

    Me? And leave my shop? With this fat hooligan hanging around? No way, but I know someone.

    Yeah, me. Nesh said. I can do it, but you have to pay me upfront. I’ve been scammed before.

    You’ll get the payment after, but to be fair I can give you something to start. This is a serious mission. Do you know the land very well?

    Yes, of course. I’ve lived here all my life. I’ve been to every part including those mountains. Nesh fiddled with his fingers, nervously.

    Perci picked up his backpack. His blue hair had a streak of white that stood above the rest. He was in badly need of a shower and have been traveling for days. He realized that the man he was about to venture with was worst off. He needed more than a shower. His clothes barely fit, with his belly partially exposed. His pants were stained and the armpits of his shirt were already soaked with sweat, before the sun had any chance to shine. It was clear that he was a drifter.

    Okay. But we need to start immediately. I don’t want to waste any time.

    Wait. What about my friend? You can’t trust this guy. The shopkeeper interrupted as

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