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AN EXCERPT FROM EYES BEYOND THE WALL  BY GARY D. HENRY it was a particularly warm night with a breeze that blew her long hair about her face. She sat the singed box down on the floor of her landing. The high blueish moon enhanced her long white gown, giving its white satin luster a light blue angelic hue. The wind lifted a few of the ashen photos from the box and floated to eye level and a sudden gust blasted it into a million pieces. She placed her hands on the railing, looked to the bright full moon and screamed. She bellowed to the lofty heavens, “You’ve taken my parents and destroyed my direction in life. You’ve taken my aunt and uncle and deprived me of their wisdom and you’ve taken Ron and made me fear love. Yet, I’m still here! What more do you want to prove that you are relevant?” The wind gusted and strongly pushed her against the wooden railing and but she continued her rant to the winds of fate. “You’ve taken my freedom and sent me into the blackness of hell, causing me to doubt my existence. You’ve taken my animals to destroy my spirit and took my Katy to destroy my soul… yet I persevered. What else do you want? My life? My birth defied your edict… so take it and let me lay on the cool grass once more.” Just as she said that her weight upon the railing caused it to break, sending it sliding off the tall roof and exploding as it impacted the concrete below. With tears in her eyes, she continued with her loud rant. “So sling your destructive arrows and I’ll bare my back and welcome them, but be warned…though one or two may penetrate my armor…it’s getting thicker and soon they won’t harm me because you’re making me steel! I will persevere until your quiver is bare and I will take charge of my life once more!” She stepped back a few steps away from the broken rail and made her decision. She picked the box of her burned memories and thrust it forward allowing the wind to take them to parts unknown. She‘d given fate everything she had with the exception of her life and though she felt the wind shift to her back, pushing her to the precipice, she fought back. “No, you will not take my last vestige of hope. I was born into this world to do great things and you’ll not take me until I’ve achieved that end!” She didn’t know, or care, about the ramifications of her defiance as she screamed from her perch. She cared little as to what or who heard her words meant for the heavens nor did she care what came next. Whether or not fate existed as an entity with senses, she made sure it heard her. She challenged it and felt better for it. She hoped her burnt offering that disintegrated in the wind, satisfied its wicked intentions. She only cared that be-ings, benevolent or not, heard her. Stepping away from the broken railing and fighting the wind that beckoned her to jump, she returned to the elevator. AVAILABLE AT AMAZON https://www.amazon.ca/Eyes-Beyond-Wall-Gary-Henry-ebook/dp/B06XF915NF/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1517327813&sr=1-1&keywords=EYES+BEYOND+THE+WALL

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GET READY! IT'S COMING SOON!!! IT WILL HOOK YOU AND REEL YOU IN!!! FROM SEEDS TO SILENCE BY GARY D. HENRY The corruption that Ben discovered was enough to shake the very foundation of the United States Government. Ben wanted his brothers to prove that the government wouldn’t be a part of such a heinous plan and was killed along with his family before he could impart his important research to his brothers. The heavily decorated brothers returned home to determine what happened to their beloved brother and to exact the kind of revenge that the perpetrators were not prepared for. However, as the scheme presents itself, it is the quintuplets that are being covertly and systematically hunted and tested for purposes unknown. The quintuplets travel through steps to unravel the mysteries and at the same time, creating new ones

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"Ethan and Doug had played the worst prank on the group. During a camping outing at an old Civil War cemetery in rural Virginia, Ethan and Doug decided it was their turn to reciprocate a bit of a terror prank on their friends, considering the two men had been the repeated targets of Josh and Hank. They all bedded down for the night but at one o’clock in the morning Doug and Ethan fanned out among the monuments, hid speakers and remote-controlled toy trucks just to create movement in the dark calm. As soon as the friends fell asleep, Doug and Ethan initiated their plan. They flicked on the battery-powered speakers and spoke. Josh and Sydney awoke suddenly, thinking they had heard a muffled scream. They sprang from their cots, exited their tent at the same time that Hank and Nancy exited theirs, and Hank and Josh whispered simultaneously, “Did you hear that?” Josh pointed into the darkness. “I think the sound came from over there. Go get Ethan and Doug, and let’s go see where the noise is coming from.” “Okay.” Sydney agreed, Hank walked over to the men’s tent and called for Doug and Ethan, but there was no answer. He shined his flashlight into their tent and stumbled backwards, aghast by what he saw. The inside of the tent was splattered with what he thought was blood, and the tent’s contents were in complete disarray. Hank ran back to Josh and frantically told him that Ethan and Doug were missing and that there was blood all over the tent. Just as Josh was going to follow Hank and Nancy back to Ethan’s tent, they heard an eerie scream that sounded a lot like Ethan. “That was Ethan, Josh!” Nancy blurted, as she trembled. “Ethan, is that you?” Josh yelled in the darkness. The voice moaned, “He’s got me, Josh! Help!” “Where are you, Ethan! Who has you?” Hank yelled. Just as they had a good idea as to the direction from which the voices had come, Doug’s voice split the darkness, moaning as if he was in a great deal of pain. “It took my leg off! Hurry, Hank! Help me! I’m bleeding to death!” Doug’s voice shrieked in agony. While Hank and the others were freaking out, Ethan and Doug sat in their car laughing uncontrollably, as they watched their friends’ frantically search the graveyard. They could see them because they peppered the graveyard with infrared cameras around the area of the recorders. They were able to remotely operate the cameras, as well as the toy trucks and sent the group into a frenzy. When the two pranksters saw that Nancy was in tears, they ended their frightful fraud by exclaiming through the speakers, “Gotcha. We got it all on tape.”"

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