Prologue for the Unbound Realm, Volume 1: A Door into Evermoor
*The Unbound Realm, Volume 1 is a work in progress. You will see the content in these pages change over time as I continue to edit each chapter. Apologies if that’s annoying, but some have expressed interest in my writing process, and this is a rough way to show the change in flow as I draft and edit. Right now (March 19, 2020) it is SUPER rough*
“You think outside the box.”
“You’re wise beyond your years.”
“You’re an old soul.”
I’ve heard those phrases a thousand times over. As if they were awesome consolation prizes for not fitting in.
I have cookie-cutter parents, a cookie-cutter diploma, and a cookie-cutter acceptance letter from San Francisco State University. People call me special because I’ve written a couple stories (they went nowhere; surprise surprise) and I occasionally make a profound observation.
Ironically, my name is Jon Dough. Yep—like what they call an unidentified body. Real special, right?
I thought my life was mapped by need. That I would toil away in a neon-lit office, doomed to monotony, enslaved by routine. I thought I would fade with the passing years, reminiscing wistfully about what might have been.
But then I entered a parallel dimension, complete with dragons, dog-warriors, and evil sorcerers. Crazy, right? A nameless kid from San Francisco, whisked away into an epic fantasy world. One day I’m sitting in English 101, the next day I’m fighting an arcane empire. I met strange and wondrous people and creatures: Rennarean Arteris, Arganti Knifelock, the Watchers of Erendor…
I could keep going, but you get the point.
It all started when I opened a door.
A door into Evermoor.