Artifact of Creation FREE SAMPLE Fantasy Anthology: The Awakening, #1

By D JAMES LARSEN

After his home is invaded by mercenaries, Asher is forced to run for his life with the Artifact of Creation. Alone, desperate, and afraid Asher must learn to harness the power of the Awakening, an ancient magic born from the bloodlines of mankind's predecessor race. 

Will Asher be able to unleash the Awakening and save his family? 

What are the mysterious Artifacts of Creation and why do mercenaries seek to in order to obtain these fabled relics? 

Download now, and find out in this gripping science fiction fantasy anthology.

• Language: English
• Publisher: D JAMES LARSEN
• Release date: Sep 18, 2016
• ISBN: 9781370135479

Book preview

Prologue

The silhouette of the dark mid-night sky hung in silence over the ancient Temple Anin’Nar.  The Temple stood on an alcove of rock that jutted from the ground below, surrounded by dense forests of massive trees and vegetation. On either side of the alcove, large waterfalls cascaded downward, glistening from the waning light of the stars. The water disappeared in clouds of mist that hung heavy over the valley below.

For centuries the Temple Anin’Nar stood as a holy shrine to the ancient Order of the Awakened, an order long since forgotten to the world of mankind. The legacy of the Awakened was retold in stories of myth and legend, most doubted they ever existed. The stories told that for centuries, the Awakened protected the four races of mankind from a darkness that threatened the world. They prevailed against many horrors with their fabled power and strength. Yet any memory of their deeds of valor and honor, had all but vanished, along with the memory of the Temple Anin’Nar.  But unlike the Awakened, the temple still stood as majestically as it had in its former years of glory, though the ages had worn on its walls. Its shimmering white walls, became grayed from years of dust and neglect. Thick vines grew around it accompanied by brush and soil. And yet there it remained, in the midst of the Forgotten Valley.

Shrouds of shadow lingered about