Keystone Trilogy Book I- Keystone
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Last published Thu, Apr 23, 2015
A bright white light blinded his eyes for a second, but as his vision cleared the man saw that he was in a sort of jungle area, in a small clearing surrounded on all sides by large trees and thick underbrush. There was no apparent way out, so the man chose a random direction. After a short walk, he came out onto a cliff with about a fifty foot drop to the trees below. He surveyed the land, and gathered that he was on a small island of about a mile or two in diameter. Like most islands, it had a volcanic center and was rimmed by sandy beaches. The jungle took up most of the interior, but there was also some flat area near the beaches on one side. In this area was a small town, and that's where he was headed.
His name was Curtis, and he was looking for what most inhabitants of the island said was only a legend.
The Arrex Keystone.
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According to a story from the far reaches of the East, a man was walking alone at night along a steep path near a mountain peak. The sky was covered with thick clouds. It was pitch black. Suddenly, he stumbled, lost his footing and fell into the void. Instinctively, he reached out his hand and managed to grab onto a thick branch that extended out from the edge of the cliff. He called for help, but the only response was his own voice echoing through the ravine. There was no one there to hear him. A few hours later, he felt his strength abandoning him. His anguish grew. When he could hold on no more, the first light of dawn began to dissolve the dense darkness. He looked down and laughed as he saw that just a few inches below his feet, there was a large, flat rock. He could have let go of the branch at any time during the night and stood on it. But he would have done so without knowing. Without being certain. By overcoming every fear, real or imagined...
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