Beyond The Fence
Beyond The Fence by LewisC and LoganC
Fiction: Middle Grade Fantasy
Eleven year old Avery and his 7 year old brother move into a new house. Avery finds himself feeling strange and unable to explain it. After he has several encounters with a goblin, he learns that the forest beyond the fence houses a doorway to magic. Avery’s feelings of unease are caused by his sensitivity to it. He can wield magic, if he learns how.
During an encounter with the mysterious Dream King, his pet becomes a person, his brother becomes a barbarian and one friend can fly. The people in Avery’s life, from family to friends, start acting strange and are getting sick. He has to do something before things get worse. Who do you get advice from when you need advice about magic?
It’s up to Avery and his faithful husky to stop the Dream King, and Avery is not sure it’s a battle he can win.
A new house was exciting – the long drive to get there, not so much. Avery and Connor were glad to be there. While their parents were directing the unloading and unpacking operation, the two boys had an opportunity to explore.
They went outside to explore the new back yard. The cushion of green grass hadn’t been cut for a while, and it was long enough to tickle the boy’s ankles. Gnats flickered up and buzzed their legs. There was a large tree in the back corner of the yard, it looked great for climbing, and a couple of bushes – for a fort – on the other side.
The back fence was a wooden mess covered with vines. Branches poked over, and in some cases, through, the fence. The gate to the jungle was in the middle, the vines overhanging it more recently trimmed.
The jungle fascinated Avery. He couldn’t take his eyes off the towering trees and the flowering vines covering everything. He felt energy pouring out of the greenery. He walked closer, felt heat emanating from it. He put his hand on the fence and got a small electrical jolt. He yanked his hand back, touched the fence again. No shock.
The house, yard and the jungle-like growth beyond the fence were bathed in a shaft of light that blazed down from an opening in the gray sky. To Avery, it almost seemed that the light originated on the ground and shone into the sky, a fountain of light.
Avery was still slightly creeped out that no one else seemed to see the light. His dad thought he was making up a new story when he mentioned it. His mom and brother were equally dubious. He wanted to ask Connor what he felt when he touched the fence but didn’t want to sound goofy.
“Hi,” Avery heard a voice say.
Turning around, Avery saw the boy and girl he had seen when they drove up to the new house. The two kids had been across the street. At the time, Avery’s mom had corralled her two boys and was not letting them out of her sight. The movers, and a couple of roughly handled boxes, took care of that little problem for him.
“Hi,” Avery said.
Connor joined them. “Hi. I’m Connor. Who are you?”
“Your mom said we should come on back. I’m William. You can call me Bill.”
Connor frowned. “If your name is William, why would I call you Bill?”
The little girl giggled.
Avery shook his head. “Bill is short for William. Like an abbreviation.”
“Sort of,” Bill agreed. “This is my sister Sam. Samantha really. Sam is just short for Samantha.”
Avery nodded. “I’m Avery. You can call me Avery.” He grinned and Bill grinned back at him. “You can call Connor pain in the butt. Everybody else does.” Connor stuck his tongue out.
“Haha.” Bill laughed. “That’s Sam’s nickname too.”
Sam smacked Bill on the arm. “Connor, will you show me your room? I bet it’s Lilly’s room. She was the girl who lived here before. She was my best friend.”
“Um. Ok. I don’t know if they unpacked my toys yet.” Connor walked to the house, followed by Sam.
“Do you like dolls, Connor?”
“Gross, no. That’s girl stuff.”
Bill asked Avery, “So, how old are you?”
“Random. Me too.” He thought for a second. “Do you know where you’re going to school?”
“Um. I think my mom said it was Roosevelt or something like that. Supposed to be close enough to walk.” Avery was still close enough to feel the warmth and electricity of the back fence. He moved off a few steps.
“Random. That’s where I go.” Bill kept pace with Avery. “Sam goes to Oak Valley Elementary. She’s seven.”
“Connor’s seven too. Maybe he’ll go with her.”
“I walk to school. You can walk with me. It’s not far at all. We cut through the park, and it’s just on the other side. Do you play sports? I play soccer.”
“Through the park? It’s kind of creepy, isn’t it?” Avery shook his head. “I don’t really do sports. I’m more of the computer type.”
“Random. I like computers, too. I don’t program them or anything.”
“I can program a little. I’ve made some games. They’re kind of simple, and I got some of the code off the internet. I like to write stories.”
“Oh. I mostly just play games. Want to come over to my house?”
“Sure. Let me ask my mom if it’s ok.”
“You sure say Random a lot.”
Bill grinned. “Yeah. It drives adults nuts.”
Lewis Cunningham is an Oracle ACE Director, Oracle 11g Certified Professional (OCP), Oracle 11g Certified Data Warehouse Implementation Specialist, Database Architect and self-professed database geek. Lewis has over 25 years of database experience, mostly with Oracle, but also with PostgreSQL, MySQL and others. Lewis has worked in the federal government, higher education and financial industries.
Lewis has authored, or co-authored several books, including the very popular, “Expert PL/SQL Practices: For Oracle Developers and DBAs” by Apress. His other books include SQL DML and EntepriseDB: The Definitive Reference. Lewis has written numerous articles, essays and white papers on various database topics. He writes the popular Oracle blog, An Expert’s Guide to Oracle Technology (http://it.toolbox.com/blogs/oracle-guide/).
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