Yet they still put him on guard duty at the front gate, standing with his spear in hand. Yes, he was the best of the best of the best. But who needed magic when you possess physical prowess that a tiger would envy? Though Atticus’ arcane techniques were lacking he could hold his own against any skilled mage. A master swordsman and marksman and the fastest runner in the compound. You see he’s another important soldier in the coming war. Speaking of allies, let’s talk Shane Baker. Well, I’m sure you’ve heard the debate about free-will and all that.Īll I can do other than supply them with some useful tools is offer words of encouragement to my good boy Atticus and his future allies. Some of you more discerning readers may be asking that age old question: If I really am God then why ain’t I doing anything more than hauling weapons and computers to these holy warriors? You could say those places are God-forsaken. Some from Texas and some from alternate places along the space-time continuum and from far off exotic worlds that I don’t travel to very often. You’re about to meet a lot of interesting folks. This story is not about me, but if you care to read more about me then you know where to look, right?īut you didn’t pick up this book-or download it to your fancy e-Reader to get preached to by someone driving a pickup, so let us get on with the good stuff.
The ones who don’t get fidgety are the ones who talk to me on a regular basis.īut whether you believe in me or not is irrelevant to this particular story. Lots of folks get leery when God starts talking to them directly. Three things will stand the test of time-faith, hope and love-and the greatest of these is.that’s right! Love. You see I have a message so listen closely. Why am I telling you this story? Why should you care? Well, I’m glad you asked. He’s been training for all of his seventeen years to be a mighty champion to oppose the evil hordes that constantly threaten this particular Earth. Why is God delivering guns and computers to some holy cloister in the middle of the New Mexico desert you ask?īecause there amongst the mud brick buildings resides one of our heroes, Atticus.
It’s where I’m delivering these here supplies.
See that there settlement on the distant horizon? That twelve-foot rock wall surrounds a secret compound. See them there crates in the back of my pickup? Full of guns and computers they are.
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