The wand that is not a wand… He thought about the hours he and Kenneth had spent mulling over those words while sparring to keep up their strength and skills on their journeys. It will be wielded in practice by two… How many times had they passed his wand around, each seeking something the others had missed, and each of them failing to find anything new in the simple stick and woven strands? It will be known by one but not known… Osric looked down at Pebble’s big, brown, innocent eyes and laughed until he thought he would pass out.
“Pebble,” Osric said with a sly expression as he recovered his breath.
“Yeppers?” Pebble asked.
“I think we all need to play a little game right now, don’t you?” A wide smile grew on Osric’s face. Gus looked over at them with a scowl. “Hey, Gus. I see something you don’t.”
Dedications
Molly, you are becoming an amazing young woman. Remember to always look both ways before you cross the street, to pay attention to your teachers, and to never take life too seriously. I can’t wait to see how great of a woman you will be!
~Jack
For Charles—the love of my life. Every step of the way you have been my rock. Thank you for being more than anything I could have asked for in a devoted husband!
And Marissa—my mini-me. The greatest blessing of my life is getting to be your mom.
~Ashley
Acknowledgments
The superb Editing for The Well of Strands was done by Scott Alexander Jones at www.scottalexanderjones.com
Our fantastic covers have all been created by Rodrigo Adolfo at www.radolfo.co.nr
Many thanks to our fans who have made it a habit to share their thoughts with us in great reviews, Facebook comments, and Twitter chats. We want to extend a special thank you to all of our beta readers who continue to push us toward even greater story telling. We are truly blessed by our fans who have become our very own magical underground. We couldn’t have done any of this without you!
Copyright
Copyright © 2014 Jack D. Albrecht Jr. & Ashley Delay CoWrite, LLC.
The Authors
Ashley Delay strives to live each day to the fullest with an abundance of clichés: learn something new every day, never stop dreaming, learn from mistakes, stop and smell the roses, believe the best in others, and embrace the power of positive thinking. Although writing is one of many endeavors Ashley currently pursues, it has become one of her greatest joys. She is a busy wife, mother, student, teacher, business owner, and writer who dreams of someday finding that elusive treasure called “free time.” In the meantime, she will continue exploring the marvelous worlds that can only come to life in the pages of a book.
Jack D. Albrecht, Jr. always wanted to be tall, muscular, and talented with a sword. Since he was unable to convince Mother Nature to give him height or muscles, and he has no desire to lose what looks he has in a sword fight, he invents worlds where people are less shallow and swordplay is commonplace. In spite of his helpless nature, he is surrounded by an amazing array of talented women, beginning first with his mother who knew how to raise a man to respect women. She taught him to love reading by waking up early every morning to read her Bible. He can often be found doting on his daughter or cooking a gourmet meal for his girlfriend.
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Table of Contents
Main Menu
Begin Reading
Map of Archana
Dedications
Acknowledgments
The Authors
Contact Information
CHAPTERS:
Chapter 1: Chance Encounter
Chapter 2: A Good Deal
Chapter 3: The Big Reveal
Chapter 4: Distant Decision
Chapter 5: Discussions
Chapter 6: Appropriately Upbraided
Chapter 7: The Hunted One
Chapter 8: The Stones Speak
Chapter 9: Parting Ways
Chapter 10: Silent Reflections
Chapter 11: Hindsight
Chapter 12: Past Sight, New Light
Chapter 13: De’assartis
Chapter 14: A Cave for the Ages
Chapter 15: Perception
Chapter 16: Tunnels within the Sand
Chapter 17: Naming the Crew
Chapter 18: The Well of Strands
Chapter 19: Saddle up
Chapter 20: From Below She Cometh
Chapter 21: First Awakening
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