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With Light Taker bitterly lingering within the outskirts of time in the Far Outlands, a time shifting syra named Anna, in the Outer Plains of the year 2117, flees for hers and her two young children’s lives from a radiation infested epoch and a robotic alien invasion. Soon after, she meets a certain Erik who conceals from her the true nature of his anatomy until after she mysteriously gives birth to a certain type of being who turns out to be something called a trojan syra–the first one in history.

However, before she becomes officially aware of her pregnancy during its beginning, she taps into her Outlands by the design of Still Waters. Soon, she is trudging through the Far Outlands with the pack of lions–the Optimals–in search of something called the Tree of the Earth Seed, with the help of two other gifted syras in a quest to restore our previously pulverized earth.

In the meantime, and despite all this Anna struggles to discover and retain a cure for her young daughter, Amber’s, autism while the group she is with in the Far Outlands struggle to find a special and important syra–Kimberly Barkley. Through all this, they find themselves forced to deal with many evil and hostile species after they temporarily team up with a pack of rhinos–the Pulzars. With the Pulzars on their side, they all struggle against an evil flock of giant ravens, a pack of evil, black, and red eyed panthers, and ultimately a family of fire breathing dragons that dwell strictly in a vast part of the Far Outlands called the Desert Plains.

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Publié par	Xlibris US
Date de parution	26 juillet 2023
Nombre de lectures	0
EAN13	9781669837435
Langue	English
Poids de l'ouvrage	1 Mo

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THE FAR OUTLANDS OF TIME

Legacy of Anna

Samuel Quinsey Price

Copyright © 2023 by Samuel Quinsey Price.
Library of Congress Control Number:
2022913254
ISBN:
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978-1-6698-3745-9

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978-1-6698-3744-2

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978-1-6698-3743-5

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to any actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

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Rev. date: 07/25/2023

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CONTENTS
Light Restorer
Prologue Year 2023
Anna
One Year 2025
Two
Three
Four
Five
Six
Seven
Incandescent
Eight
Nine
Ten Shortly After The Rain Had Abated
Eleven
Twelve
Thirteen
Fourteen
Light Restorer
Blessed with a gift of note:
Note the stray bullet voyaging just past your ear
Note every swift and oncoming fist
Note that Light Taker’s off-centered light
shifting to worlds of fiction and extravagance;
worlds potentially lost and worlds triggered-
his handicraft once before safely in Asylum
for our exhalation of relief-
our survival

Please, reverse his innate need for loss
now that he is dangerously free
as you are the only one,
the only one who can sense his own diverse portrayals
of his own history in the making
after your power of bringing light you recently began discerning
all on your own somehow
over your cravings and memories for our constancy surpass-
something you need not debate
as you clearly see our need and silent note
although our senses we long ago disposed of-
our sense of humility,
our sense of inner clamor,
and our sense of integrity and loyalty,
Light Restorer
PROLOGUE
Year 2023
An evaluator who went by the name, Still Waters, was in his work office cubicle inside the Computing Quarters edifice doing tireless research on that evil Asylum fugitive, scavenger, and star syra, Light Taker. Still Waters had been a lifeguard once when he lived in the Outer Plains as one who traveled for days at a time on a cruise ship that afforded passengers cruises through the Caribbeans and other resorts. His inborn nature had always been selfish and money driven and not out of genuine concern for the lives of others. He’d happened to come to his death at the jaws of a great white shark in the ocean depths before he ever found out about his being an evaluator until just after he’d been revitalized by the use of the Gene Enlivening Serum within his most immediate reflection, since even the eventually fastest woman alive could not save him, as his demise had occurred when she had been otherwise too encumbered to react in time.
Upon reading just one entire page about Light Taker, Still Waters found out about how he was accidentally manifested within an outer space worm hole way in the future in the year 2118 by the wormhole’s own rambling thoughts and inadvertently perverse design, and how he’d eventually become a wandering vagabond all on his own throughout the Far Outlands and the Desert Plains as a self-sufficient scavenger who, from the start, had been consistently and generally quiet and cold by nature, even after he’d gotten unwittingly sent back in time to the year 1879.
The only reason why his sole and only name had become Light Taker was because, when manifested, he had been afforded the ability to grab a piece of any obviously visible and distinguishable beam of light and afterwards expand it into any dimension he might have concocted in his own brilliant mind, so that whatever general vicinity or surroundings he would happen to be in would expand into one of those dimensions. However, since whatever dimension he might lend existence to would first be merely imagined by him, none of such dimensions would last forever. Instead, each one would separately exist for only a matter of an hour or two at the most. Then, once any of such dimensions would die on their own, any and all living and non-living things still within it would simultaneously die with it unless the existence of such dimensions were purposely cut-off or the things still within were in one way or another retrieved beforehand.
On the other hand, upon learning all these things about Light Taker from the research he’d done, Still Waters entered into his assigned computer certain coordinates that would instantly grant him unsolicited control over Light Taker’s mind and actions as well as the possibility of giving him sanity without taking away his hostile nature. Yes, the sanity Still Waters might give him would make him responsible for his own actions.
However, as he looked through his computer monitor screen, he viewed a slender figure running through the cartoonish wilderness of the Far Outlands just after twilight then in the year 2023, and she was running perpendicular to Light Taker who immediately noticed her from where he stood, which was just in front of his old cabin. So, he hurried off in a sprint to ram her down with his forearm. Unfortunately, she was not noticing him the entire time that she was running because of the prevailing nighttime darkness fiercely and like a wild horse.
He rammed her down across the neck by the time she’d turned her head to notice him, thus snuffing the breath out of her as she fell to the ground against her back. This sparked the first ever surge of anger inside her, so that she instinctively leapt back to her feet and, once back on her feet, she immediately camouflaged herself while almost falling right to her knees and panting from the painstaking blow, although now she was virtually invisible, so that Light Taker flinched in abrupt spook as he was about to ram her down across the neck once more in hostility but halted in motion upon seeing her virtually disappear so suddenly and unexpectedly.
As he looked left and right in terror and in the dead of night, he became even more terrified when he saw from his right a group of fist-size stars numerous as a swarm of mosquitoes approaching him airborne and then wrapping themselves all over his arm, thus stinging him all over and burning up his sleeve as he crouched to the ground and rolled and screamed from the stinging pain and desperation until the flames and the stars dissipated completely off him.
“What in the world?!” he hollered in frustration and then stood back up to look around, but to no avail, for he saw no one and there was utter silence now except for the sounds of creeping things, owls, and other types of birds.
Suddenly, Katina, still camouflaged, came at him, and rammed him down hard across his neck with her forearm virtually invisibly, thus snuffing the breath out of him for a change.
“What!” he screamed in angry surprise and now Katina had him pinned down with one knee against the middle of his chest and against what was a harmlessly moist and marshy ground as she revealed her form from the crown of her head to the tips of her toes.
“What did you do to her?” Katina asked in newfound suspicion as she remembered the image of Andanus bellowing a cry for help upon running out of the portal back in the Scenic Route.
“I killed her,” he mistakenly claimed and added silently, “You must take it up with the Lightning above back there,” and grinned in his revelry over his past actions and attempts.
“The Lightning,” she figured and added, “You liar!” and she lifted him up by the shirt and threw him all the way towards his cabin where his body went flying straight through his front door, knocking it down.
Then, as Katina regained her wits, she then instinctively looked at the palms of her hands to come to realize what she was actually capable of, after which she took off running back to the Scenic Route to do something she had never thought of before–the possible means to acquire her genuine, sincere, and meaningful substance.
As she ran off to the Scenic Route, and she ran with all her might, for she suspected somebody from there needed something or someone desperately–like they might be in some type of mourning of one kind or another or something of that nature. Whatever it was, she felt it was her responsibility to relieve them of or ease their possible distress or hardship. She, also, thought this way she could somehow find her substance.
However, as she was getting close to the Route, she stumbled and fell harmlessly on her face against the soft and marshy ground. As she lifted her now dirt ridden face from and spat out some dirt, she felt a puff of air being blown against the side of her face. It was a full-grown cheetah, and it was in the middle of hunting for food, as well as angry.
Katina instantly noticed the look of hostility in its angry eyes, so that she simultaneously camouflaged herself and levitated her bod