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Days of Chaos: A Fantasy Adventure (Quest of the Guardians; Prequel)
by S.R. Olson
Ratings:
82 pages1 hour
Summary
Mya Tate lives in a peaceful world where everyone knows how to do magic—even her naughty little brother, Dillon. But then one day, the magic stops working.
Prequel to the Quest of the Guardians series, Days of Chaos follows one family's experience of the events leading up to the opening scene of Dust of Earth.
Days of Chaos is the first release of an epic fantasy adventure series for a young adult and adult audience.
Publisher: S.R. OlsonReleased: Dec 6, 2015ISBN: 9781311592835Format: book
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Days of Chaos - S.R. Olson
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Days of Chaos
By
S.R. Olson
Copyright ©2015 by Sallie R. Olson
Front Cover Design, ©2015 Katharina Kolata, Independent Bookworm
Back Cover Design, ©2015 Sallie R. Olson
Te’eta Symbol & the Five Trah’ez Symbols, ©2015 Sallie R. Olson
All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced in whole or in part, or stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without written permission from the author.
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblances to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales, is entirely coincidental.
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CHAPTER ONE
Maaaa! He’s doing it again—
Mya watched in horror as the clay vase she’d been working on all morning shape-shifted into a toy ship with billowing sails. He’s ruined it,
she whined, throwing down a clump of clay.
Patience, honey.
Her mother’s voice came from behind a canvas propped on an easel in the shade of the open-air studio. He’s only five.
But Ma…
Mya rolled her eyes. It was almost finished, and now—
Giggling floated on the air above their heads and they both looked up to see Dillon’s impish face grinning down at them from the thick branches of a nearby YinYin tree.
Dillon, come down from there.
Lily Tate looked up at her son. And apologize to Mya.
No!
he shot back with a giggle, disappearing into the wide leaves as he retreated along the branch.
Mya sighed and rose from her place at the pottery wheel to step behind her mother and admire the half-finished painting. Do you think he’ll come home?
Mya’s voice was barely above a whisper as she studied the lines of her father’s face.
The brush in Lily’s hand paused midair, poised just above the smile lines along the edge of Dustin Tate’s left eye. Of course he will, Mya.
She failed to disguise the slight quiver in her voice.
I wish he hadn’t gone,
Mya said, leaning forward for a closer look. Her mother had done a fine job of capturing the twinkle in his eyes and she had even painted the V-shaped scar on the tip of his nose.
We’ve been over this, Mya.
Lily dropped the brush in a cup and picked up a rag to wipe the tips of her fingers. The King asked for volunteers and your father felt it was his duty to go.
But Pa isn’t a soldier.
Mya returned to the pottery wheel and glared down at her brother’s magically created ship. It was pretty good for a five year old. What would King Jakin want with a hinge maker, anyway?
Lily chuckled. He’s more than just a hinge maker, Mya. A blacksmith can make weapons too, y’know.
Ma?
Mya held up the clay ship. Could I just—
You could, but you’ll never learn to do it with your hands if you always fall back on magic.
Lily lifted a brow, leaving the decision to her daughter as she turned to watch Dillon scramble down the twisted trunk of the YinYin tree.
Mya sighed. She knew her mother was right, even if she didn’t want to admit it.
Dillon skipped across the grass manifesting a single Solar Bloom in his hand as he arrived at Mya’s side. I’m sorry, Mya.
He grinned up at her, his eyes twinkling just like their father’s as he offered her the flower.
Mya tried to squelch a smile as she accepted the flower, she could never stay angry at Dillon for long. You don’t seem sorry, Dillon.
She tried to sound stern but Dillon’s hopeful face melted her heart.
I can fix it.
Dillon reached for the ship but Mya slipped it behind her back.
Oh no you don’t, that’s enough magic for one day!
Dillon reached around her side, giggling. But Mya was quicker, and much taller at seventeen so she easily held it out of his reach. Dillon began running around her, leaping for the ship. Gimme-it!
he shouted over and over between shrieks of glee.
Lily laughed from behind her easel. Okay, you two, settle down before you break something—
She was too late. Dillon crashed into a shelf laden with bowls of colorful clay beads, several of which tumbled to the ground, scattering the beads onto the tiled floor of the studio.
Dillon’s mortified face was almost too much. Mya struggled to not burst into laughter as she looked over to her mother who was scowling from behind the easel.
Lily took a deep breath and then exhaled. I think someone needs to burn off some energy,
she began, looking from Dillon’s face to Mya. Would you take him for a walk while I clean up this mess?
Yes, Ma.
Mya reached for Dillon’s arm but he snatched it away, plopped down on his knees, and began to push the beads into neat rows in the gaps between the tiles. C’mon Dillon, let’s go.
Mya grabbed the back of his shirt and lifted him to his feet.
Nooooo—
he squealed, trying to squirm away, but when he saw the sternness of their mother’s face, he slumped his shoulders and allowed Mya to lead him away.
Dillon’s submission was short-lived. The moment they passed through the gate and stepped out onto the dirt road, he burst away from Mya and sprinted ahead, waving his arms in the air like a half-crazed monkey.
Mya watched him go, shaking her head at his antics as he swerved from one side of the road to the other.
Look Mya! I’m a ship!
Dillon whipped his shirt over his head and pulled it taut between his raised arms. See? Here’s my sail!
He waved his arms back and forth and made swishing sounds to mimic
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