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    The Kinnon Gate (A Short Story)
    The Kinnon Gate (A Short Story)
    The Kinnon Gate (A Short Story)
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    The Kinnon Gate (A Short Story)

    By Neil Shooter

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    From all over the Kinnon, they have been magically Called to a wintry square in a deserted city, but by whom, and why?

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherNeil Shooter
    Release dateMay 22, 2013
    ISBN9781301211913
    The Kinnon Gate (A Short Story)
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    Neil Shooter

    I grew up in Robin Hood Country, spent some time in the sprawling metropolises (?) of London, England, and Toronto, Canada, and now I've found a quiet corner of rural Ontario to put myself out to pasture in.I'm always in search of my serenity and my muse.I try to read, and to write, a little bit every day, so that my gears keep turning...Some of the results can be found on Medium at medium.com/@nshooter11.Thanks for reading!

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      The Kinnon Gate (A Short Story) - Neil Shooter

      The Kinnon Gate

      (short)

      by

      Neil Shooter

      Copyright 2013

      Smashwords Edition, License Notes

      Thank you for downloading this free ebook. This ebook may be reproduced, copied, and distributed for non-commercial purposes, provided the ebook remains in its complete original form. Thank you for your support.

      Part of the Battle of Ebulon collaborative project (coming soon)

      Also by Neil Shooter at Smashwords:

      The Causality Sequence:

      1. Causality

      2. Probability

      3. Gravity (coming soon)

      Table of Contents

      Chapter 1

      Chapter 2

      Chapter 3

      Chapter 4

      Chapter 5

      Chapter 6

      Chapter 7

      Chapter 1.

      As he stepped through the shimmering vortex, the elation, the purpose, the emotion that had called him suddenly faded away, leaving him confused, and disoriented. And cold.

      Ebulon! Ebulon! the voice inside his head had seemed to say, but what was Ebulon? Was it this place? This wintry city?

      The crowded square was bustling with angry men and women, and he recognized nationalities from all over the Kinnon, and some from beyond. Snow swirled intermittently around them all.

      It didn't make any sense. A few minutes ago, he had seemed so sure about everything. There had been a fire burning inside him, his heart throbbing with desire to save, to protect, and he had gone out into the night, until he found the thing that was pulling him, the vortex, shining and dancing with magical light in the dark alley. It was as though he had been drunk on the finest Aristian white one moment, and then suffering the blasted hangover from it the next. Someone stumbled into him, and his arms went up reflexively.

      It was a young woman with clear blue eyes, and she held her hands up in a poor attempt at defence.

      Apologies, he mumbled, and took a step back. She didn't respond, as though she didn't understand his words, but she staggered away from him, afraid of what he might do to her.

      The vortex swirled in the air just a few feet from him, and as he looked, a middle aged woman appeared, in little more than a bathing

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