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Lord of Arvandal
by Melissa M Shuler   

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Category: 

Fantasy

Publisher:  shuler publications ISBN-10:  144952785x
Pages: 

103

Copyright:  september 2009 ISBN-13:  981449527853

Pharroll, a teenage boy full of curiosity, magic, and wonder has a vivid imagination of dragons, wizards, and other forms of life. Until one day the unexpected happens! Pharroll has been given the power to save and protect his fellow people. What does such a young fellow know to do? Where does he start? With all his bravery and might, Pharroll must complete the task of becoming the next Lord of Arvandal!

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Chapter 1
Pharroll sat perched at his bedroom window looking out into the dark, star speckled night. He had always been enchanted by the darkness, the stars, the way the moonlight sparkled against the great lake in the distance. His bedroom was high above the trees, which gave him the ability to see their leafy thick tops illuminated by the moonlight.
He exhaled, hoping to see something that would alleviate his boredom. His chin sat nestled between his palms as he gazed up into the nights sparkling sky. The stars twinkled, blue, distant greens, oranges and reds. He'd been able to figure out their colors years ago when he'd first learned about the beauty of creation and the vastness of the universe.
Entranced by the clusters of stars dotting the darkness he thought, are there any other life forms? If so, what kind of beings are there? 'What existed there?, here? There were many that lived in the deep, dark caverns of the earth, in the great blue and emerald green seas; up in the snow capped mountains and in the mountain's valleys. Deep into the moss filled marshes of the White Swamps and the lava flowing peaks of the Ash Riddle.
He shivered slightly at the thought of the Ash Riddle. The place from which no man who had ever gone had returned. The place that no sane man dared to go. He'd heard of the monsters that lay in wait and were said to be part of the stone of the great mountain. The long slithering giant Andrama with it's blood sucking tentacles. The huge bat creatures that carried clubs as large as a man. He shook off the thoughts as a gust of wind blew against his face. 'Fairytales, folklore, stories to scare the children into behaving, he thought. 'The little people of the north, hiding in their forests.. Although none had ever been captured, there had been many sightings.
His thoughts drifted to Reynard's Keep. The huge fortress of the black wizard that sat on a fog enshrouded island to the northeast. There had been many a tale of the white bearded wizard and a lot of them had fascinated his young mind, back to when he was just a toddler in his clouts. No one had seen the wizard in ages, for the thirteen years Pharroll had been alive, there had been no sighting of Reynard. Yet everyone knew he was there. You could feel his gaze, some even claimed to feel his breath as they slept at night.
He yawned and stretched as he focused on the ball shape of the moon. He gasped, his breath frozen in his lungs as a small black cloud darted in front of the moon, darkening it, for a short spell, but to Pharroll it seemed an eternity. The cloud was in the shape of a dragon and he knew beyond a shadow of doubt that there was a rider on it., even from this distance he could see the rider's silhouette, perched high atop the dragon's back. He stumbled back from the window and gripped the ledge to keep his balance. He dared to look at the moon again. The cloud had vanished but he could still see the image, burned into his mind. The beautiful moon was all that remained in the sky.
Pharroll quickly shut his window and threw the copper lock into place. Turning he ran to his feather and straw filled bed diving into the thick blankets. He shut his eyes as tightly as possible. He was afraid, yet at the same time he was excited. He was the first in a long time to have spotted a dragon. Would anyone believe him? He smiled to himself as he fell asleep. Who really cared? He never saw the huge yellow eye looking at him through his bedroom window.




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