The Beach at the End of Time

By Mike Ward

There’s a beach at the end of time. Most of the suns around the beach are dead and white dwarfs litter the sky. The sun that warms the beach was one of the last suns to form in the universe. The beach is more than five hundred kilometers long and people come from all over time to get to that beach. There are a number of entry and exit points but one thing is a given, to enter the beach you must know magic.

Duncan McNeill and Diarmid McNeill arrive on the beach to meet the knight Sir Alveric of Kergulen. As they wait for the knight a beautiful woman wearing a long diaphanous gown walks up the beach towards them. Although the woman is incredibly beautiful something is wrong and both men feel that they are in danger. Duncan McNeill summons a spell to protect them.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Mike Ward
• Release date: Apr 3, 2016
• ISBN: 9781310780233

Mike Ward

Mike Ward was born in Glasgow, Scotland and currently lives in Florida, United States with his wife and two children. He is the author of two novels, two non-fiction books and six series of novellas:Parallel Realities seriesThe House on Mars seriesJacksonville Jack seriesStephen Haggerty Assassin seriesLisa Molin Assassin seriesDangerous Scotsman seriesHe is also the author of 60 short stories and novellas

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The Beach at the End of Time

by Mike Ward

(Author of The Banker With a Face Full of Evil)

Cover photo taken in Jacksonville, Florida by Mike Ward

Copyright 2016 Mike Ward

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The Beach at the End of Time

There’s a beach at the end of time. Most of the suns around the beach are dead and white dwarves litter the sky. The sun that warms the beach was one of the last suns to form in the universe. The beach is more than five hundred kilometers long and people come from all over time to get to that beach. There are a number of entry and exit points but one thing is a given, to enter the beach you must know magic.

Diarmid McNeill and Duncan McNeill stepped onto the beach. The two men faced each other and they held wrists, Diarmid held Duncan’s left wrist with his right hand and the other wrist with his left hand. They were well versed in this part of the procedure.

All clear behind you, Diarmid McNeill said.

All clear, Duncan McNeill said. His left foot was still in the air ready to push back to where they came from if necessary. They were both clear so he stepped forward and they were on the beach.

It was important that they held hands for Duncan was the only one of the two men who knew magic and he was a greater man than that. Duncan McNeill not only knew how to use magic, he could write magic as well. In their time magic was left over from a past and forgotten civilization that had disappeared in a day and a night twelve and half thousand years before. The inhabitants of that magical world had lived in palaces with walls of gold. The survivors of that bad day and night had probably wished they hadn’t survived for they had gone from lives of luxury where everything was provided to lives of endless toil.

Duncan looked towards the edge of the beach. In theory you could step off the beach and into the grasslands beyond but if you did that you would face ever increasing winds and within just a few hundred meters those winds would be blowing at more than three hundred kilometers per hour. Nobody had brought machines to explore because machines didn’t work here. Guns didn’t work, wrist computers didn’t work and heart pacemakers didn’t work either. There were some evil men kept alive by heart pacemakers and they didn’t make it onto the beach. That was a good thing because they would have soiled the beach just by their odorous and evil presence.

Sometimes you could step onto the beach and you would be in the middle of huge crowds of people with beach towels covering the beach as far as the eye could see. Duncan McNeill often wondered where all those people came from but if he found that his entry point had brought him through to an area like that he would often step back and use another. Duncan didn’t like crowds very much. One time he had continued walking and he had passed people of all shapes and sizes. Some were nude and some were not and all the ones that were nude were most pleasing to the eye both men and women. Some people were old and some were not. Some people appeared to be just seventeen and yet they were centuries old. Sometimes there were powerful magicians on the beach, other times they would see people who barely had enough magic to make it through. Sometimes those people would come through and then they couldn’t make it back again and they would wander lost until some kind soul helped them back to where they came from.

Appearances were deceptive, there was a four year old boy who was the son of two very powerful magicians. He really wasn’t old enough to have the powers he had and every so often one of his parents would appear and give him a good spanking for that boy could be a nuisance at times. The people on the beach had learned to let him be though for if you told the boy off one of his parents would appear and then you could be chased through the dimensions by a witch or wizard who was far more powerful than you were. The boy was obviously the type who would have pulled the wings off insects in another world but here he liked to pull the arms off people on the beach until his parents caught him and put them back on again.

This time Duncan and Diarmid had appeared on a part of the beach that was very quiet and they walked down to the water and sat for a while. The water was dead and as such it was a brilliant clear light blue for gray waters were an indication that an ocean teemed with life. This planet was dead and the only life on it was that which appeared through the doorways. Nobody knew who had set this beach up at the end of time. It was assumed that a human magician had done it because the only people who ever appeared on the beach were humans but for all anyone knew it could have been an alien