World of Grayham

Hello Reader...

...or should I say, "lost soul." I truly hate to be the bearer of bad news, but since there's no tender way to deliver the blow, I'm just going to come right out and say it. You see, you and I, well...we're dead, or if it makes it easier to hear, we have perished. And, if a softer delivery is still necessary...your bucket has been kicked.

We can no longer call Earth, Dukas, Redbone, Langormar (or whatever world you have arrived from) our home. Our souls, whether good or evil, now exist inside the Book, and we're waiting for our chance to be reborn, possibly on one of many new worlds.

Yes, I know (oh, believe me, I know) none of this makes any sense and you're probably asking yourself, "Phillip, what on earth are you talking about?" And I would be forced to answer your question by saying; your homeworld is gone! You'll just have to deal with it.

But know this, I'm not without compassion. I'm glad your soul was retrieved from the darkness of space and placed in here with me, inside the Book. I know you're confused and have many questions, not to mention a fair amount of stress which I'm sure has suddenly surfaced because of my revelation, but it will get better, I promise. Hang in there while I try to explain further.

The Book, known as The Book of Immortality, has a second name - Gabriel. He asked me to explain some extremely important things which are for your benefit.

First, there was a series of God Wars which lasted nearly 3,000 seasons. It was during this period of constant battling by these so-called "deities" that the entire Cosmos ceased to exist. (I say 'so-called' because I'm still not convinced they should be called Gods at all.)

Second, along with your beloved homeworld, the places you knew as Heaven and Hell, everything you ever loved, everything you understood, and everything you cherished as your own, exploded into countless pieces of mass, most of which still wander aimlessly through space.

Yeah, this news really sounds like one big pile of garesh...not to mention it's thoroughly depressing to know that your soul is stuck inside a book, but again, hang in there... You see, prior to The great Destruction of Everything Known, I was an author back on Earth. The Book, after learning this, has asked me to gather the facts necessary to tell a series of stories. I get to share the knowledge I've gained from speaking with the souls residing inside Gabriel's pages, including the deities who perished, most during the God Wars. I will reveal the information acquired from questioning hundreds of fascinating creatures, as well as numerous other races, some of which are immortal, living on the new worlds. I've taken great care to understand everyone's emotions, their desires, their thoughts, and the reasons for doing the things they did, and will now share everything with you. I do hope you enjoy my recollections.
Your friend, and fellow soul inside the Book of Immortaility, Phillip "Big Dog" Jones

Reading Worlds of Grayham, I found this book drawing me in from the start. Scene descriptions were sufficiently vivid without overdoing it, leaving more room for punch in both dialogue and fight scenes.

The characters were well described and I felt like their experiences were realistic for being pulled from a mortal existence on earth to one of being placed on a new world. The mix of good and evil gods, with personality traits and character flaws that run the gamut made me love the good guys and hate the bad guys.

Mr. Jones' imagination in naming places and races is exceptional and brings freshness to the story. The twists and turns seem never ending. When I finished the book, I wanted more.

So, if you're interested in an escape with a great book that you could find yourself in the middle of the action, then this is the one for you.

I heartily recommend this book, even for readers who aren't fantasy lovers. The story is a great one. Don't get up on editing mistakes as I have seen in other reviews. I'm sure this will be corrected in the next version. The story is the most important. --Barry Reeder