The Ghoul Train by Aly Ross (good short books .txt) 📖

The hut was small. Cute. Warm. I walked inside to find a man. He looked ancient. Older than time itself. Little did I know how accurate that statement would be… I said hello. No movement. I knocked him on the head. Still no movement. Bam. He woke up… I think. He told me his name was Alderbrian. Alderbrian Karson. I stood there in shock. The king… who died… years ago. He told me he didn’t die; he just faked his death so he could be out of power. I told him Lord Bishop was the king. He said Lord Bishop was his first gentleman, Jonas’, son. 

I sat down and had a nice soup… I think. It was warm and… enraging?? He told me the soup was a special recipe, and a magic from the Caspian forest was required. I fell asleep straight after diner.

I awoke to the sound of… I don’t know what. It was like the sound of power. I opened my eyes to see a blinding light. It was a subtle blue. It was Alderbrian, a frail old man… now a power enraged God. He was floating too. He sat back down and talked to me with a godly voice. He said he was an enchanter for the land beyond the ocean blue, and he came to save the kingdom from a path full of deceit, anger, mercy and death. He said his role started as a king of the lands but failed when Jonas ventured on a train called the Ghoul Train.

The Ghoul Train took people into and out of the lands of Warson Odious. It was said one train, made from gold and iron held the key to eternal life, eternal knowledge and the answers to the universe, but it also held a dark secret. Once Jonas returned, word broke out in Warson that the secret was out. They killed Jonas and made his shriek the sound of the train coming in and out of the dimension.

I thought for a while. That shriek I heard for so many years was Jonas. The very man who tormented me for three years. The Ghoul Train was the one train I was so afraid of every living second of my existence. The Ghoul train was essentially, the pain of my reality. Alderbrian also mentioned the reason the shrieking stopped was because Warson Odious was under lockdown as a woman called Anastasia stole a key to the train.

The key, I thought! It is the key to the train. Anastasia was my mother. Mother. She was still in Warson Odious. I said my thanks and was on my way. I took some magical herbs from Alderbrian’s kitchen and left.

I wondered down to my tent. Grabbed a couple of things and left for The Ghoul Train. I was quiet. But not too quiet. I put on the ring and went on my way. Warson Odious was a different place. The corridors were on fire, dad was missing and… mum. I ran everywhere. Half the places I went I never went before. Most places I recognized. The trains, the blacksmith, the rooms and… mum. I found her body in fire. Green fire. I saw another body, floating around the end of this corridor. I followed it. Only seeing its back. I finally found it in a room that says MAGICAL ITEMS AND BEINGS.

 I saw the white actuality stealing what seemed to be eggs. “STOP!!” I said. It turned around. It was my mum. Anastasia. But… Alderbrian. Anastasia… Godly… Gods. They were Enchanters!! She said she was sorry, that she was the Enchantress and caused all this mess. She also said it was open. What was open.

Then, a flash of light came from the portal where I jumped in. I recognized the face from a painting in Dads office. It was Warson Odious. The namesake for this wretched place. It was the leader of the place, this filthy place. He was the enchanter of the seven seas. He was the reason mum and Alderbrian came here. He was the End.

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Publication Date: 08-24-2020

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Dedication:
Every night a mysterious train would arrive on the dusty rails of the Paraxial Desert. One day, a boy discovers this secret and travels into a world unlike any other before. He travels to distant lands, hight mountains and fateful deserts. He discovers secrets hidden from the prying eyes of humanity. Will he find out the truth, the secrets behind his everlasting nightmare, or will he fail and fall into a troublesome end?