The Endora Trilogy (The Complete Series) by Thomas J. Prestopnik

Author:Thomas J. Prestopnik [Prestopnik, Thomas J.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: Thomas J. Prestopnik
Published: 2014-04-30T04:00:00+00:00

Christopher wandered for an hour until he was sure he had eluded Fennic. He untied his hands and rubbed the pain out of his wrists, but saved the rope in case it might come in handy. He drifted in and out of the fog, crossed a stream or two and hid among tall grass and scrub brush as the terrain changed, all the while wondering if he was merely going in circles. Christopher hoped to find the river, then maybe he would have a chance to stop the first horseman. He recalled that the man was ordered to set up camp near a bend in the river by a large outcrop of rocks. Easy enough to find, Christopher thought, assuming he could first find the river. But how could he stop the other twelve men, including Morgus Vandar who was now somewhere near the castle? Though Christopher didn’t want to admit it, he believed the invasion of Endora would happen despite his best effort.

As the sun climbed higher behind a fleet of clouds, Christopher estimated it would shortly be noon. The coronation would begin about an hour later. He hoped Molly and Rosalind were having better luck. A part of Christopher simply wanted to lie in the grass and sleep, hoping he’d wake up from a terrible dream or that somebody else would solve this problem for him. But even if he found help, how could they stop all the horsemen from signaling the attack once Morgus Vandar sent up the first plume of smoke?

Christopher kicked a tuft of grass and shouted in frustration, then sat down for a moment to rest. He glanced at the dreary sky and wondered how he arrived at this time and place. How could a fifteen-year-old boy stop an invasion? Growing up, he and Molly had played all sorts of games in the fields and barn near their old home, imagining themselves in similar situations. But they also found a solution to save the day, no matter how farfetched. Games were great for firing up the imagination, Christopher realized, but they didn’t count for much in the real world when your back was to the wall.

He sighed and willed himself to his feet, knowing he had to go on. He plodded through the wet grass, his sneakers and socks muddied and soaked. A mosquito buzzed annoyingly around his head. Then he stopped suddenly and smiled, recalling distant memories. Games! Now it suddenly made sense. Now there was a way to succeed. Christopher remembered all the games he and Molly had enjoyed playing on rainy days, and the soothing clatter of a handful of black and white rectangular dominoes echoed in his mind. He realized that he didn’t have to stop all of the horsemen, but only one. Like a string of toppling dominoes, if they were spread far enough apart, you needed only to remove a single piece to halt the chain reaction dead in its tracks.

Christopher’s heart swelled with renewed hope, and he knew he merely had to stop that one man by the bend in the river to thwart the invasion.

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