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December 19, 2014

He Slept On Her Floor

By Adam Ickes

He slept on her floor night after night to protect her from the monsters that she believed lurked under her toddler bed, just waiting for an opportunity to snatch her away. There never were any monsters, but she didn’t know that.

He slept on her floor because she had asked him to. She’d never asked to be sick, but life isn’t always fair.

He slept on her floor to spend as much time with her as he could. There would come a time, all too soon, when he wouldn’t be able to. She was his world, and he would be lost when she was gone, but until then the greatest gift he could give her was his time.

He slept on her floor because he loved her.

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Written for The Short Story and Flash Fiction Society’s Flash Fiction Contest #6. I was going to write a horror story for the contest, and in a sense I guess I did just that, just not the horror I had originally planned. I seem to have gone with a real life horror instead.

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December 13, 2014

Cover Reveal: Curse of the Dark Wind by Charles E Yallowitz

By Adam Ickes

Dive into the newest adventure of Luke Callindor, Nyx, Fizzle, & all their friends.
LEGENDS OF WINDEMERE: CURSE OF THE DARK WIND
IS LIVE!

Cover Art by Jason Pedersen

Cover Art by Jason Pedersen

What’s the Story?

After their battles in Gaia and surviving the Island of Pallice, the champions of Windemere are off on their next adventure.

In his quest to be a hero and help others, Luke Callindor has jumped into danger countless times and would do so again without hesitation. So when he is infected by the toxic Dark Wind, it is up to his friends to find a cure and keep his courage alive. With time running out and their enemies in the shadows, one ally will make the decision to share in Luke’s suffering and forge a bond that runs thicker than blood. Such a sacrifice might not be enough when the truth behind this living curse comes to light.

Will Luke find the strength to defeat the Dark Wind? What ghosts from his past will appear during his weakest hour?

You can find this epic fantasy adventure on:

Amazon!
&
Goodreads!

New to Windemere? Then check it Volumes 1-5 of this exciting series by CLICKING ON THEIR COVERS!

COVER ART BY JASON PEDERSEN (CLICK COVER FOR AMAZON SITE)

COVER ART BY JASON PEDERSEN (CLICK COVER FOR AMAZON SITE)

COVER ART BY JASON PEDERSEN (CLICK COVER FOR AMAZON SITE)

COVER ART BY JASON PEDERSEN (CLICK COVER FOR AMAZON SITE)

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COVER ART BY JASON PEDERSEN (CLICK COVER FOR AMAZON SITE)

COVER ART BY JASON PEDERSEN (CLICK COVER FOR AMAZON SITE)

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Art by Jason Pedersen (CLICK COVER FOR AMAZON SITE)

Art by Jason Pedersen (CLICK COVER FOR AMAZON SITE)

AN EXTRA TREAT!
Check out an interview with Charles E. Yallowitz on N.N. Light’s Blog: Princess of the Light!

AUTHOR BIO:

Charles author photo B&WCharles E. Yallowitz was born, raised, and educated in New York. Then he spent a few years in Florida, realized his fear of alligators, and moved back to the Empire State. When he isn’t working hard on his epic fantasy stories, Charles can be found cooking or going on whatever adventure his son has planned for the day. ‘Legends of Windemere’ is his first series, but it certainly won’t be his last.

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ENJOY THE ADVENTURE & BEWARE THE DARK WIND CURSE!

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December 9, 2014

The Pull of the Deep

By Adam Ickes
Photo Prompt

Photo Prompt

Donning her fins and snorkel, she headed out into the deep water. She’d been warned against going there for as long as she could remember. She’d heard the stories, but she had to see it for herself, despite the danger.

She floated atop the clear, blue water and gazed in wonder at the sunken ship far below. She longed to swim down and touch it. The rusted hulk called to her, begged her to join it on the ocean floor if only for a brief moment. She gathered her breath and dove down.

Halfway to it her lungs ran dry. Her body impulsively gasped for air, but sucked in only water. Kicking furiously, she pushed toward the surface.

When she broke through the waves, heaving coughs full of salty water wracked her body. Physically drained she made her way back toward shore, still feeling the pull of the ship below. She didn’t dare look back. She couldn’t escape death a second time.

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Written for Monday’s Finish the Story. The bold sentence is part of the prompt. I can’t promise I’ll be doing this one every week, but I’ll probably start doing it at least occasionally when I find the time.

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December 8, 2014

My Nemesis, the Rabbit

By Adam Ickes

It’s finally happened. I have a nemesis, but I’m not happy about it.

I always thought having a nemesis would be great, but it’s nothing like I’d dreamed it would be.

So who is this nemesis of mine? Well, don’t laugh, it’s the rabbit that lives under a bush in front of my house.

Weird, right? Yeah, I never thought my first nemesis would be a rabbit. The universe is a cruel mistress.

So how did I get a rabbit as a nemesis? Good question, simple answer. I have a string of Christmas lights that run along the ground (as seen in the videos here). No matter how I configure them that little shithead rabbit chews through the light string and makes it nonfunctional. The little bastard has destroyed 3 sets of lights so far. I think I need to concede defeat find a new place for those particular lights.

My nemesis, the rabbit wins this round.

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December 8, 2014

The Fires of Killian (The Winger Chronicles, chapter 2, episode 2)

By Adam Ickes
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Photo prompt

Massive stone towers reached toward the sky in front of them. Some were no more than piles of broken rock.

“Whoa,” Liv whispered.

“Be careful where you step. These cliffs are dangerous.” Waves lapped at the beach, far below in the dying light of the setting sun.

Liv nodded and made for a wooden door at the base of the nearest tower.

“Wait,” Winger said, but she didn’t hear him and yanked on the door handle.

A puff of thick smoke billowed from inside.

“Get back to the trees,” Winger said as he pulled her backward by the shoulder.

A massive face, covered in sooty, gray scales, filled the doorway.

“Now!” he shouted.

Together, they turned and ran across rocks that could easily snap their ankles with a single misstep.

A ball of flame filled the air behind them.

“What was that thing?” Liv screamed through heavy spurts of breath.

“I don’t know. Just get to the trees and hide.”

Winger drew his gun and spun around. The familiar weight made his injured arm throb.

The area between him and the open door was empty. He backed toward the tree line with his gun held high. A shriek broke the air above and fire rained down.

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Written for Sunday Photo Fiction.

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