David Bishop and the Legend of the Orb T.C. Crawford (easy to read books for adults list .txt) 📖

do everything we can to make sure you have the chance you need to take out General Krauss. The rest is up to fate and the will of the Creator God.” He patted David’s back as he finished his encouragement.

“Thanks, Rex. Everyone keeps saying that I’m the one spoken of in prophecy, but I don’t know how I can live up to such a high standard. I’m just an orphan boy. I’m not a great warrior or powerful mage. The only experience I have in a fight is the past week I’ve spent here fighting for my life, most of which was running. And believe me, nothing I have done has been impressive enough to give me the confidence to take on an opponent who’s not only older, bigger, and far more experienced in battle, but now has possession of a powerful dark magic from the Defiant One himself at his disposal!

“Now that this battle is coming so near, I’m honestly terrified. I don’t want to disappoint everyone, but at the same time, how can I make a difference in such a conflict with such little experience?” David shrugged his shoulders, feeling the weight of the task at hand bearing down on him like a mountain.

“Everyone who has ever been handed such great responsibility never feels up to the task, but that is what makes them right for such a duty.” said Orin. “If you felt you were ready, you would be too confident, and you would make careless mistakes. It is good to be nervous…to have doubts, even, it keeps you on your toes.

“But never forget David, the orb chose you for a reason. It felt you were the only one who was worthy of bonding with it and carrying out its will. That alone is significant, as the orb has been around for thousands of years and you are the first person who has ever been able to wield it without being destroyed. Whatever fate lies before you, don’t ever doubt this: you are destined for great things.” he finished, looking down at the young man before him.

As they walked, Orin encouraged David to try silently communing with the presence of the orb, deep within his mind. At first his efforts seemed fruitless, however with each attempt David felt as if he could hear silent whispers deep within his consciousness. He couldn’t tell what it was saying, but he felt he was making progress. As they walked, it became easier for David to get to the point where he could hear the whispers, but he could never get to the point of understanding what they meant.

“I just can’t do it…” replied David, frustrated, and throwing his hands up in defeat.

“Don’t give up, mate! You will get there if you keep at it” piped in Rex, seeing his friend’s frustration.

David jumped up on the back of a supply wagon they had been walking behind to rest his legs and close his eyes for a bit. His head was pounding from the constant focus he was having to hold to get to the whispers. It felt like it was going to split open like a melon. He tried to steady his thoughts and give his mind time to rest while fighting back the waves of pain.

Suddenly, the whispers started again, much louder and more persistent than before. Their voices were sounding throughout his mind, echoing like a thousand screams. It was almost too much to bear.

“Stop it!” cried David.

“Stop what?” asked Orin and Rex, looking at David confused. Neither of them had said anything to him and he had his hands pinned tight across his ears as if someone were yelling at him.

“I said stop!” cried David, and suddenly his eyes lit up and the orb in his hand began to glow powerfully. Rex suddenly found himself flung backward half a dozen feet and onto his back. Orin quickly walked over to David and tried calming him down.

“David! David, snap out of it!” he said, trying to get David’s attention. David lifted his orb hand and pointed it towards Rex. Its glow was a fierceness that Orin hadn’t seen since the night back in the castle while David was in his trance. But David couldn’t see anything but blackness, and his head was pounding harder and harder while the voices became louder and louder.

A faint light abruptly appeared within his consciousness. He could see it; it was the same light he saw back in the study at the castle. It was coming closer, almost close enough for him to touch it. He reached out to grab it.

“Learn to control it, David. Don’t let it control you. You are master of the orb! Now assert your dominion!” cried Orin, trying to restrain David before he blasted away their friend.

Rex slowly got up and put his hands up in defense. His soldiers quickly ran in front of him to form a line of defense between their king and David, holding up their shields and unsheathing their swords, ready to fight to the death to defend their king.

Suddenly, David screamed out in pain, as his hand wrapped once again around the orb within his mind. A searing pain shot through his body and his vision began to fade into blackness, but he refused to give in to it. Images began to flash before him. Images of his friends at the orphanage, the first time he saw the orb and the way it called out to him.

Suddenly he could see the battle from before; the two armies were before him again in the midst of the great field of grass. There was an intense storm above them, and a flash of lighting struck across the sky. David could see the sky darken as the moon passed over the face of the sun, leaving the land nearly blackened in its shadow.

He stood before General Krauss, who was engulfed in a green aura of light, his eyes aglow with the same green hue as before. He