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Worlds To Discover
Worlds To Discover
Category:
Fantasy
ISBN-10: 0982802706
Type: Fiction
Copyright: July 20, 2010
ISBN-13: 9780982802700
Labyrinth’s Door, a fanciful new fantasy/adventure, digest size, MagBook encourages youth to step out of their daily routines and into their imaginations.
Conceptualized as an unforgettable adventure from start to finish, each issue of the MagBook will contain:
• a fantasy/adventure story
• puzzles
• how to draw fantasy art
• and more
Published by Worlds To Discover, LLC.
Excerpt
Giggling, Anyia walked down the worn path in her red and gold royal dress as Pepo bugs, ancient animals of the Nagoran Forest, flew around her.
“Doesn’t it feel like a day for great things to happen?” said Anyia.
It wasn’t her usual morning walk, but today was the day she had been waiting for.
For months, through the land of Ethonia down to the Nagoran Village, there had been gossip about Amoonda, a female warrior—the only female to ever be named a warrior for the courage she showed as she helped to forge the treaty of lands. The rumors said she would be passing through the forest to meet with the Treelins on this day.
Anyia was excited. Her dream was to become a warrior like Amoonda and bring honor to her village. It didn’t matter to her that females were forbidden to fight in battle. Anyia thought that following old traditions was mindless. If females were allowed to become warriors, they could help protect and bring honor to the Nagoran Village just like the males.
Anyia followed the Pepo bugs through the forest until she saw the tree she was looking for—tall, with lush golden-leaved branches that reached up to the sky.
“There it is,” she said, excited. “An Erow tree.” Eyes wide, she ran up to the lean tree and rubbed its trunk, the bark smooth under her hands. The soft scent of the leaves filled her nose and she smiled, looking up, softly tapping the tree trunk with the palm of her hand.
“Hummmmm,” she said, her voice musical as she pressed her right ear against the tree. “I can hear it.” She giggled. “I can hear it humming.”
The Pepo bugs flew into the canopy. Anyia smiled.
“The rumor is true. This is the tree,” Anyia said. “Amoonda is coming to meet with the Treelins.”
Looking up at the canopy, Anyia watched the Pepo bugs fly through the many layers of golden leaves, bouncing along, sending up puffs of dust.
A loud screech made her turn quickly.
The Pepo bugs flew down from the canopy and, one at a time, their purple glows turned bright red.
“It’ll be all right,” said Anyia. She knew that Pepo bugs turning red meant danger was near; being outside the boundaries of the village could be perilous, but she had to find Amoonda.
When the loud screech sounded again, she ran toward it, her curiosity piqued.
The Pepo bugs followed as she ran off the worn path, up the hill toward the edge of the forest. At first all she could see was tall grass, but when she reached the top, she gasped.
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