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Breeze Corinth (Book 1): Sky Shatter
Book: Breeze Corinth (Book 1): Sky Shatter Read Online Free
Author: Michael John Olson
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but each attempt would result in a crucifying pain that would make him plummet to the ground.
    He had also tried walking but would be forced to turn around as vertigo would set in, while simultaneously the balls of light would rush back inside and never come back out again for the night.
    So, he would do what he was doing now and stand along the shoreline of the lake and watch in awe at the spectacular light show before him as brilliant balls of light raced across the sky trying to speak to him in a language he did not understand.
    He watched as they created yet another spectacular geometric pattern as they swished and swirled across the sky. They would line themselves up in straight lines, and then rush toward each other to intermix and form triangles and squares or spirals and circles that spun like pinwheels.
    A solitary light caught his attention from the corner of his eye. It hovered high in the night sky as if it had just descended from the heavens. It began to glow brightly as it drew closer to the balls of lights. The balls of lights ceased their gyrations as if they sensed the newcomer’s presence. The solitary light began to pulsate and change colors, slowly at first then with a rapid intensity.
    The balls of lights responded by lining themselves in a straight line. They too began to pulsate rapidly and change from red to orange, then blue to violet, before merging into one and bursting outward in a soundless explosion of white light and disappearing. The light show was over, and the mountain continued to hold on to its secrets.
    Breeze scanned the night sky for the solitary light but couldn’t find it. He shrugged. It was time to head home. He had school tomorrow, and he hadn’t even started his homework that was due from last week.
    Once again he went through his routine of shutting his eyes and holding out his arms. He went into a trance and forced himself to concentrate. The rush of air across his face was the signal that he was airborne. He glided away from the mountain as he pulled his goggles down over his eyes so he could better read the nav-compass lashed to his wrist. Meanwhile, a light trailed him from behind.
    He rocketed across the desert landscape as the ground below became a blur. He had never flown this fast before; he was beginning to lose control.
    Ahead on the horizon was the glow from the town lights of Conception. He wanted to slow down to begin his descent, but any attempt to control his flight only made him race ahead even faster. He whooshed over the town and set off a sonic boom that rattled windows and doors of the homes and buildings below.
    Panic swept over him as he barreled through the sky at a frightening speed. No matter what he did to regain control, any attempt to slow down only increased his speed. When he tried to descend, he would rapidly ascend.
    It became too much. The slipstream of air rushing into his face made it difficult to breathe while his uncontrolled ascent into the upper reaches of the atmosphere made him shiver violently from the cold.
    He started to lose consciousness. His eyes rolled to the back of his head, and he passed out.
    He dropped like a stone, plunging through thick white clouds as he hurtled toward the desert floor below.
    He woke up and was back home sitting at the kitchen table. Mom was making breakfast while Dad chattered endlessly about something. His mother was dutifully listening to him, nodding her head as she cracked eggs into a hot skillet.
    He looked around the kitchen, soaking in the cozy feeling of a home that was alive with the sound of family. He heard a giggle and turned to face a little boy smiling at him. He looked familiar but couldn’t remember his name.
    “Breeze, play with me?” the little boy said with innocent eyes.
    Breeze opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out.
    The little boy spoke again. “Breeze, you need to wake up before you go splat.” He pointed at the ground.
    His eyes opened and he was greeted by the

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