Jorgan the Sphere: A Foreshadowed Way

By Patrick Lauser

It is about a little ball who lived in a flower.

One day he went across the meadow and had many fine adventures.

This is not a story for the faint of heart.

A dark fairy-tale, a grey-scale fantasy, a simple, surreal vision.

Jorgan the sphere in his hunger follows a shadow into shadows, and seeks an end to his longing in lands full of cruel and indifferent creatures. He meets those who work goodness where it is darkest, those that are strong, those that are weak, and those that are quite odd.

From a breathless sky to a bottomless pit he seeks rest, passing through blood and fire, toil and snares, otherworldly wastelands, and the forbidden world of spirits. He finds and loses friends, and makes an enemy that will hunt him through the worlds to draw him lower than death.

Yet in the darkness he finds the shadows of light, and the truth of the hunger that leads him.

“The two halves of this egg were unscrewing slowly and laboriously, and the faint squeaking this process made was the sound Jorgan had heard.
Jorgan unscrewed the egg himself. Inside, the chick seemed disappointingly like a miniature of the adult.
Jorgan cradled it, and stroked it gently, while the other birds sent each other spinning with blows like maces.”

• Language: English
• Publisher: Patrick Lauser
• Release date: Nov 3, 2019
• ISBN: 9780463296493

Patrick Lauser

I am a lover of God, and of all lovers of God.The central themes and purposes of my life are Strange Fantasy and Right Culture.I grew up in America, Washington state, Pacific Northwest, which seems to be connected with many authors of strange books, such as Peretti, Overstreet, and the authors of Myst. There is a likeness between these works, an unconscious family resemblance you might say.Then we lived in Texas for about a year; I won't soon forget the background of cicada calls, the nightly thunderstorms, or drinking Bengal Spice tea while reading Watership Down. Since then we've lived in Ireland, the land of artists and poets and their own ancient language.One of my main inspirations has been my older brother, who would passionately describe to the rest of us the visions of his powerful and fiery imagination.Great authors that have inspired me are Tolkien, George MacDonald, Richard Adams, and especially Charles Williams. Through them and many other masters I am learning to glorify my Creator as the rest of his creation does: through being glorious.Your servant,Patrick

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