This is going way back! Before The Life & Times of Ichabod Brooks, I gave our favorite adventurer a smaller outing. It was a single short story that I put out (and still have out) for 99 cents. I figured it was a great way to introduce people to him, my writing style, and Windemere. It’s called Ichabod Brooks & The City of Beasts. Feel free to check it out since it’s cheap and a quick read.
Here’s a little taste for the upcoming release. Due to the work being a 27 page short story, this isn’t going to be very long. Enjoy.
A nerve-chilling shriek causes Ichabod to duck into the nearest building and peek out of the window. He watches the shadow of a large bird drift across the ground and its four wings drop green feathers that sizzle against the stone. Wanting a better vantage point, he quietly makes his way to a nearby staircase that creaks at the slightest touch. Ichabod stays low as he comes to the second floor and crawls to the nearest wall. Only a corner of the roof remains, which he crouches under while curling a black cloak around him. Hidden by the shadows, he knows it is only a matter of time before he is found by one of the beasts. He tries to think of a way to get out of the city alive, but the oily distortion of the barrier makes him think survival is more urgent than escape.
Ichabod holds his breath when he hears wings flapping from behind his position. Pressing his back against the crumbling wall, he waits for the bird to pass overhead. The gigantic creature reminds him of a parrot, but its wings have patches of blisters and its beak is long like that of a crane. A fan-like tail spreads out behind the beast and skims buildings, its barbed ends leaving gouges in the stone. The bird is slowly circling into an approach that would reveal Ichabod unless the creature has terrible eyesight. Readying his longbow, the adventurer takes a calming breath and aims the weapon.
An eruption of stone causes him to flinch while an orange-furred serpent bursts from beneath the street. Its elastic mouth engulfs the large bird, which thrashes as it is swallowed whole. Several buildings away, the snake’s tail rises from the street and shakes a rattle made of giant skulls. The movement becomes more erratic as acidic feathers melt the predator’s entrails and burn holes in the scaly hide from the inside out. The bird attempts to back out of its captor’s mouth, but is instantly killed when the powerful jaws slam down with their crimson fangs. With neither creature able to fight, they collapse to the street and die in a twitching heap.
“I really should have brought the heavier gear,” Ichabod whispers as he sneaks back down the stairs.
Short in length, but long in excitement! If that makes sense. . . .
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Yup. Thanks.
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Reblogged this on Chris The Story Reading Ape's Blog.
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Thanks.
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Welcome, Charles – I enjoyed that book too 😃
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It is a popular one. Maybe he’ll return some day.
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I hope so, Charles 😃
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Very exciting. I like these short bursts that get your blood pumping.
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Glad you enjoyed it.
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I have always loved this guy. Hope you’re able to let him return.
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It’ll take about 2 years to get a shot. Main series and tip book are higher up the list. Sadly, Ichabod books don’t sell even though people love him on the blog.
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There is no predicting what people are going to like. At least that’s my experience, so I keep doing what I want. At least someone is happy that way.
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He’s always been a side project. I do have the next collection outlined, but the job and divorce began right when I was going to start. I might use next summer to work on it if I decide to use it for author and certification stuff.
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Very exciting, to read. Thank you for sharing! Michael
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Glad you enjoyed it.
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:-))
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Ah, I remember it fondly.
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😁
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