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Posted in: books by LaRene Ellis on October 16, 2010
Now Jasper was out in the meadow. He searched for rock that he used to cross the stream with. Shortly, Jasper found the place where the water meandered into a shallow pool. He stopped and tried to slow his ragged breathing as he searched for his favorite place to leap across the water. The stream was not very wide at this place, but it was deceptively deep. He made the jump and was caught by a blinding white light. The glow totally surrounded and blocked his view.
“Jasper!” came the voice again. “There is a white Stone at your feet. Do not step on it, but pick it up. It will protect you from our enemies.”
The light dissipated and he blinked a couple of times as a white Stone came into view. Without a thought, he picked it up and slipped it into his pocket. Then he heard the voice urge him forward towards the grove of trees. For some reason, he felt that he would be safe there. Danger was starting to fill his heart.
With no memory of the white Stone, Jasper ran into the trees. There, he stopped to catch his breath. Finding himself tired, Jasper leaned against a nearby tree, listening to his beloved grove.
There’s something different, thought Jasper as his breathing became regular.
In the past, the trees housed numerous birds that at times seemed too noisy. Today there was total silence. It was so quiet he could almost hear his heart beating.
After a few deep breaths, he felt drawn to the crash site. He wanted to see a spaceship for himself. Leaving the tree, Jasper heard a twig snap behind him. Whirling around, he found himself alone. Slowly, he resumed walking. Again, he heard leaves crunching underneath someone’s feet behind him. Before he whirled around to see what caused the noise, Jasper felt a hand cover his mouth. Then he felt someone’s body gently pressed him against a nearby tree.
Before he could comprehend what was happening, a cloak covered him, stopping him from seeing his surroundings. He struggled, but the person held him tightly against the tree.