The first paragraph of the new book.. (unedited).
"The candle snuffed out, the darkness smothered the light in
a battle that was lost before it had ever begun, Jake slid under the goose down duvet and pulled it right up to his chin, he could barely see out
with his one eye buried in the soft pillow and his other staring into the dark
abyss. Jake looked across the room at
where he knew his window should be and slowly as his one eye adjusted he could
make out the huge window ledge and beyond that, appearing slowly was the
moonlit countryside he knew so well.
As Jake lay there he could hear his parents talking in the
kitchen below, he couldn’t make out what they were saying but it comforted the
7 year old to hear their low cut voices, his huge farmhouse bedroom was a very
daunting place for such a youngster, not helped by the fact that just across the
landing from his room he had witnessed his great granddad passing away in a gasp of
sudden breath and blood curdling groans that would stick with this young farm
boy for the rest of his days. Right now however, Jake was trying hard to not
think about that, he needed sleep as sure as day follows night, for the next
morning his Dad was expecting him downstairs at 6 am sharp to help feed stock
and earn his keep.
The darkness slowly transformed its evil stare into a warm maternal
smile that welcomed Jake into that sub-conscious world of dreams and adventures
our imagination keeps in store for us, where inner thoughts that only your own
soul would ever choose to create or dispel in dreams run wild are the norm rather than the exception."
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