Ashlyn Chronicles 2: 2288 A.D.: A Time Travel Sci-Fi Fantasy by Glenn van Dyke & Renee van Dyke

Author:Glenn van Dyke & Renee van Dyke [Dyke, Glenn van & Dyke, Renee van]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 9781533490971
Amazon: 153349097X
Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
Published: 2016-06-19T17:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

A beacon of light from atop one of the mountains—flashed. There was also something else, rising above the heatwaves radiating off the desert floor. The air was warbling, making the mountains themselves appear to be in flux. Ashlyn’s eyes narrowed as she strained to make out the details of the phenomena. It had the appearance of a monolithic tsunami. Whatever it was, it was growing larger, racing toward her at a frightening pace.

With nary a thought, Ash stilled the wind she’d called earlier.

Ashlyn’s mind balked as she realized she was actually looking through an enormous, churning wave that stretched the length of the horizon. It was unavoidable. As it grew closer, her logic denied what her eyes were telling her, for behind the wave, dark and twisted shapes—buildings were appearing out of thin air. It was a great city being erected before her eyes. The tallest of the buildings was more than a mile in height. The uniformity and organization of the city alluded to the work of a master architect. When she saw spired towers of green glass, glistening under the light of the setting sun—she knew what was happening. It was a time wave, and it was about to take her back to an earlier time when the city buried beneath the sand, still existed.

Even more surprising, Ashlyn saw dozens of small ships flying in patterns through the air. The city was alive with life, a bustling metropolis that dwarfed the largest of cities in her own time period.

Taking a knee, Ash pulled the sheathed sword around in front of her, clutching it to her chest protectively. She was unsure of what effects the wave was going to physically have on her, and she couldn’t risk having the sword ripped away.

Dipping her head and closing her eyes, Ash let the wave wash over her. “Ashlyn, you will die this day. Yes, Ashlyn will die,” the echoing voices whispered. Ash shivered as she felt an icy finger run down her spine. “Die, she will. Death comes to claim her.”

Without even realizing it, Ash was clenching her teeth. The wind within the wave dissipated, taking the voices with it.

There was more to the voices than the words they spoke or the touch of chilling cold that accompanied them. It went deeper. It was like the voices were reaching inside her and pulling out small pieces of her soul, leaving a dark and frozen void in its wake. Ash had never really known true fear. Genetically, Tynabo had stripped such emotions from her, but somehow, the voices had managed to find that cord within her.

It was only now that Ashlyn understood that the war with her enemies had already begun. The voices were stripping away her humanity—destroying her from within. The revelation strengthened her. It was a war that she had to win, or she would never again be the woman that Steven had fallen in love with. A woman who could be compassionate and kind.

The air on this side of the wave was cool and carried the scent of fresh cut pineapple.

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