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Bonus Story – A Sunset Vista

coverHave you read The Seekers and The Hidden yet? If not, let me whet your appetite. Below is a bonus story here about one of the characters you will meet in the story. So check out The Seekers and The Hidden, and dive into the continuing adventures of our favorite Jalseian bodyguard and doctor’s assistant.

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A Sunset Vista
By Gregory Meyer

“It’s just up ahead Ursanne. Trust me, it’ll be worth it,” said the lanky young man. The young man, barely hanging onto his teenage years, waited as his younger sister caught up to him. The teenage girl stopped staring at the surrounding buildings and jogged up to her brother.

The industrial Thyrian street held little traffic on it with most of the workers gone with their day shifts over. Only a random homeless man wandered from building to building, scavenging for anything he could get his hands on to survive. The elder brother and younger sister stood side-by-side scoping the area. Both wore old, ragged clothes in case their path became a bit messy. The last thing either sibling wanted was a lengthy scolding from either of their parents for getting their nice outfits caked in dust.

“Sorry Rald, it’s just still so strange to see so many buildings of this size,” admitted Ursanne with a sheepish smile. “It’s so different from little old Cetarion.” Rald laughed at the comment and shook his head.

“Still the small town girl at heart,” teased Rald. Ursanne rolled her eyes and gave her brother a playful shove. (more…)

Hidden No More

By Gregory Meyer
May 27, 2016

coverAt last, after what feels like an eternity, the latest chapter in the Bron & Calea saga is available for your eReader of choice. Having worked on the book since the initial planning stages in February 2014, I’m proud of what I’ve accomplished and hope you enjoy reading about the latest adventures of Bron, Calea, and Nyasha. (more…)

Finishing the Race

by Greg Meyer
January 29, 2016

I hate running. I always have, ever since my gym teacher first told my class to take a few laps around the gym. Running, especially in gym class, is frustrating. My feet hit the painful hardwood floor repeatedly as I pass the same boring scenery again and again like I’m in a Hanna-Barbera cartoon. There’s no talking to my friends, or my gym teacher goes into Drill Sargent mode and orders more laps for his own amusement. Plus, he adds verbal jabs here and there, telling me he could “walk faster than I could run.” Did I mention I don’t like gym teachers? Well, he was the reason. Thanks, buddy. (more…)