Blurb:
The parents of royal Otharian twins Darius and
Dyla have been murdered; their cousin is stealing their throne, and they are
falsely accused of murder. Their only choice is to flee to the forbidden and
quarantined planet Earth, but it could turn out to be a one-way trip.
To return home, they must find an ancient crystal, that once belonged to Merlin, to power the return portal. When the twins stumble upon the location of the crystal, the local crime boss sends out his assassin to retrieve it. Can Darius and Dyla use their PSI powers to open the portal home and reclaim their throne before the assassin catches up to them?
To return home, they must find an ancient crystal, that once belonged to Merlin, to power the return portal. When the twins stumble upon the location of the crystal, the local crime boss sends out his assassin to retrieve it. Can Darius and Dyla use their PSI powers to open the portal home and reclaim their throne before the assassin catches up to them?
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Excerpt:
A
few hours into their movement, Dyla stopped suddenly and crouched down along
the trail. Eclair nearly fell over
her. Darius quickly grabbed him,
pushed him to the back, and moved up to his sister’s side.
“There
are people up ahead. I feel them, both
their nervousness and eagerness. Someone is real anxious over the rise, high and to the right,”
she whispered in his ear.
Darius
motioned Eclair to stay put, and disappeared to the front. After a few moments, he was back. “Move
back, they’ve set up an ambush.”
Quickly,
the three retraced their steps to a safe distance. They quietly put their heads together to strategize a new
approach to their objective.
Darius looked at Dyla and told her what he had discovered along the
trail.
“There’s
a small force lying in ambush about 50 meters along the right side of the
trail. They were moving around and
making noise, so they weren’t that hard to see. I also caught some slight movement on the rise behind
them. There must be a spotter up
there to alert them when someone gets close. If you hadn’t sensed them, that spotter would have seen us
and warned the ambush we were coming.
We probably would have walked right into it. They’re covering that entire section of the trail. What do you think?”
“We’ll
have to backtrack and find another way around,” Dyla replied.
“Why
can’t we go right through them?” Eclair asked.
Exasperated,
Darius shook his head. “How do you think we’ll manage that?”
“I’ll
make us invisible and we’ll walk right past them.”
Dyla
frowned at Eclair. “That’s not funny.
This is serious.”
“I
am serious. Watch.” Eclair
promptly disappeared.
The
twins were transfixed, staring at the spot where Eclair had stood. A moment later, he reappeared.
“Damn. How’d you do that?” Darius asked.
“It’s
easy. I bend the light around me
and it makes me invisible. I can
do it for all of us. The range is
limited, so we’ll have to walk closely together, but I can hold it long enough
to walk through the ambush.”
“Why
didn’t you say so before?”
“You
didn’t ask me.”
Dyla
smiled broadly. “Eclair, you never cease to amaze me. How long can you hold it?”
“I
don’t know. I’ve only tested it on
myself and held it for about twenty minutes.”
“That’s
more than enough time. If you can
get us through this, you’ll be well worth all the headaches you’ve caused me,”
Darius said.
As
he readied himself, Eclair’s bravado quickly disappeared. He momentarily blanched at the thought
of bending light around all three of them for twenty minutes.
Dyla
felt his anxiety level rise and moved to his side to ease his nervousness. “Don’t worry; I know you can do
this. I can feel your power.” Eclair
was special. Whenever she focused
on him, she could feel an unfathomable well of power beneath his surface. That unknown depth of power gave her
pause and made her wonder exactly how strong he was.
“Good,
it’s settled. Let’s move,” Darius
said.
The
trio stood close together, and Eclair extended his power to encompass
them. At first it was easy, but he
soon realized that the constant forward shift of focus, while maintaining
enough rearward concentration to cover them all, was taking its toll.
Within
a few moments he was in trouble, but they were already committed. They had crested the hill and, even at
night, they would be in full view of the ambush force if his concentration
slipped even a fraction.
Dyla
felt Eclair’s tension growing and his hand on her shoulder began to
tighten. They had agreed to move
slowly through the ambush site to minimize the noise, but something was
terribly wrong. She decided to
move faster and risk discovery by noise, rather than from exposure should
Eclair’s concentration fail.
Darius
also realized something was wrong when their speed increased, but dared not
probe Eclair’s thoughts for fear of interrupting his concentration.
Halfway
through the ambush site, Eclair was drenched in sweat from the effort. He was vaguely aware of Dyla’s shoulder
beneath his hand and the waves of reassurance he felt emanating from her. By a supreme effort of will, he
continued to move forward, concentrating on his circle, putting one foot in
front of the other. He didn’t know
until later that Darius had physically helped him along from behind. Holding the power was agony, and the
tension extreme. His skull was
nearly splitting when they finally stopped moving.
“You
can let go now,” Dyla whispered.
Eclair
looked up, released his concentration, and fell back into Darius’s arms,
unconscious.
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