Earth Wars: The Dinzwat Adventures

By Laura C. Jones

There are invisible wars going on behind the scenes on planet Earth, and the inept and unproven angel Dinzwat must answer an unwanted assignment to go and observe what is happening there. In a saga of good and evil, this unlikely angel discovers a mysterious and frightful interaction between the earthlings and the spirit world while he at times finds himself more entangled in its wars than he had planned. He must figure out, despite circumstances beyond his control, how he will maneuver through the unexpected battles he encounters. Even after some hard lessons and a surprising turn of events, he is left with many questions that will linger for a very long time.

This alternately whimsical and thoughtful tale balances spirit world fantasy and biblical allusions in a fictional setting. It provides an unflinching look at the human condition in a time of good versus evil.

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse
• Release date: Dec 17, 2015
• ISBN: 9781504968102

Laura C. Jones

Laura C. Jones has taught high school English, music, and health in public school and in various homeschool settings. She is also a retired registered nurse. She and her husband have two grown children and three grandchildren, and they currently live in Mississippi.

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Published by AuthorHouse 12/16/2015

ISBN: 978-1-5049-6812-6 (sc)

ISBN: 978-1-5049-6807-2 (hc)

ISBN: 978-1-5049-6810-2 (e)

Library of Congress Control Number: 2015920704

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Contents

Author’s Note

I Cosmic Home

II Unexpected News

III The Assignment

IV Parts Unknown

V The Earth Zone

VI The Light and the Dark

VII Secrets

VIII Dilemma

IX Close Encounter

X Decision

XI Entering In

XII The Price

XIII Beside the Sea

XIV Last Assignment

About the Author

Author’s Note

The reader will understand that the treatments of the biblical themes and the surrounding circumstances, including many angelic activities, are fictional.

I

Cosmic Home

Millions upon millions of distant stars, suspended in the blackness of space, seemed to twinkle especially brightly in the cosmic month of Abib, on a particularly cold night in the outer region of a little known sector of the universe. They could partly be seen from the single window of Specialist Dinzwat’s small, cramped office—a tiny workroom on the first floor of a tall stone-and-mortar building, not on a planet in a normal way in a normal galaxy, but somewhere along an unusual, shimmering pathway of clouds and dust that randomly wound through the deep expanse of a little-explored and loosely coordinated system of stars and planets. Whatever foundation this particular structure sat upon was not immediately discernible, for at its base all that could be seen was just more of the cloudy mist that made up the pathway it sat beside.

Dinzwat did not concern himself with these astronomical matters at the moment, however, because a more immediate problem had his attention: the seemingly endless stack of books before him—some large, some small, some old, some new—on his desk and on the floor beside his desk, each and every one requiring the all-important accession number and data entry for him to process.

He heard himself groan while he worked.

I always get the confusing books, he said aloud. I’ll bet that I’m the only angel in this entire compound who gets assigned the confusing ones. He spoke to the walls around him as if they could hear.

He was aware of a familiar feeling that was coming over him in response to his dilemma—that certain cringe somewhere in his gut that always signaled a struggle when he was making cataloging decisions. He chewed his nails. He groaned again. He deliberated in his thoughts as to where to file the oversized, dusty volume propped open beside his antiquated word processor. This one seemed to take even longer than usual.

He was at the same time reviewing some mental notes—a checklist that he had repeated to himself numerous times before. He was reminding himself that in many ways this low-ranking library position of his really didn’t bother him that much and that he maybe even secretly enjoyed it a little. He’d been at it for a couple of hundred years, local time, and as far as any onlooker could tell, he had become more or less comfortable with it.

A low-ranking position for a low-ranking angel, he mumbled as he worked—a private motto that he shared with only himself and his conflicted feelings.

He proceeded through the often-rehearsed checklist in his private reasoning. Why should he bother with the stress of trying to advance himself? He liked the safe and sheltered deployment he was on. He liked living in a remote library facility in an out-of-the-way galaxy. He liked living along the extraordinary winding path of clouds from which he could go charioting through space in his one-seater among the nearest planets and stars to investigate all manner of always new and exciting creations, observing the astronomy and physics—in his elementary way—of all his discoveries.

He smiled as he remembered that only recently in one of his many escapades he had come upon a most unusual planet, one with a rainforest teeming with all types of jungle foliage and wildlife—trees that seemed to touch a blue sky, filtering warm rays from a nearby sun that nourished the jungle floor; vines to swing on; and fruits of many kinds dripping with flavor—all in a symphony of bird songs and animal calls. It was a rare find that in part resembled places on the faraway, human-inhabited Earth he had read so much about.

Dinzwat dreamed on. The resemblance was only in part because the sole caretakers there,