The Gift of Volkeye
Page 50
I have to be very, very careful! Zynathian thought, knowing that he could no longer perform operations and then not keep track of the people, as he’d done with Peenuhs Dickery and so many others in the past.
Now, Zynathian and the Mechs turned the dials on the machines, putting the patients to sleep. He then walked about, seeing their eyes gradually close shut.
Finally, they all lay sleeping. Dream worlds immediately called out to them, beckoning each to embark on a separate and unique adventure. Though these lands offered a different path for each individual, their final destination remained the same. The four patients leapt from the edge of the rational land from whence they came and dove into the waters of unexplored territory, bravely setting out to receive…
…THE GIFT OF VOLKEYE.
About the Author
Loved as much as he is hated, Wrinklegus Ezekiel PoisonTongue is a freelance (or some would say “vigilante”) lawman, specializing in the apprehension of the worst of the worst spell weavers, who either cannot be caught by traditional methods, or whom the authorities are afraid of altogether. PoisonTongue’s style is unorthodox, as not only does he often break the very laws he’s trying to upkeep, but he’s fonder of killing than apprehending! There are many who’d have him strung up by his scaly ankles and vanquished at the might of a thousand wands, but the problem is that he has an enormous amount of supporters. With his stardom from his career as a novelist and painter (activities indulged in his moments away from murdering off the scum of society), you’d be hard pressed to escape the mobs of people (children included) defending him!
Not that he’d need their help. After all, he’s a prodigiously skilled spell weaver with an itchy wand hand! ...And did I mention that he’s half dragon? (Yes, it’s widely known that his human mother had “eccentric” tastes.) So, aside from his superhuman strength, conjuring abilities, and the fact that it would take a near impossible amount of injury to kill him, PoisonTongue is still capable of roasting an enemy alive! You may trust that he isn’t one to be tested.
It is known that Wrinklegus PoisonTongue likes to masquerade about as a human, and there’s top secret intelligence that states his currently assumed identity is that of “Marque Terrynamahr Strickland,” a 38-year-old ****** with art and writing skills that are far too similar to his own. PoisonTongue is getting sloppy with covering his tracks! Still, this sorcerer is a talent of epic proportions, and I’ll not be stupid enough to attempt to apprehend him myself, lest I be spell cast into the next life!
—An anonymous wizard
(For those wondering what “******” means, do some digging. If you want the secret, you’ll have to work for it! :)
Thank you all so much for indulging me your time! Please be sure to check out my other novel, “The Legend of Orchis and the Five Sisters.” Recognize the title? Yes, that’s the book that my character, Lyn Sha, was reading...the one Maugrimm gave to her as a present!
You want all out EPIC FANTASY with MAGYK, DRAGONS, ELVES, and STRANGE BEINGS? Then that book is definitely for you!
Be sure to write reviews and tell everyone you know about WRINKLEGUS POISONTONGUE! Thank you much. You all have no idea how much you mean to me! I love you!