Here’s another six sentences from “Ouroboros”, book one of The Zayin Chronicles!
“Well, I never wanted to get involved in—in—whatever this is!” I jumped up and headed for the door. There was a large, muscled man blocking my way, his back turned to me. I reached out to tap his shoulder to ask him to move . . . and my hand passed through him. I froze and turned toward Zac, wide eyed. “Am I dead?” I whispered, my voice trembling.
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