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The Dead Sea Souls

The Dead Sea Souls

Pearson, Douglas K.

Paperback

Christian Fiction

ISBN10: 0984337717
ISBN13: 9780984337712
Publisher: Createspace
Published: Feb 8 2011
Pages: 152
Weight: 0.36
Height: 0.33 Width: 5.25 Depth: 8.00
Language: English
This is the accurate record of the Last Helmsman. My log verifies the accounts of five disturbed souls who escape a genocide, and release their mutterings for the ship's log. As Head of the Last Watch, I not only sail across blackest night, but I enter the abysmal darkness of the minds of the rescued. I shelter my family from these stories. They need protection. They are weak from seeing the crushing weight of great peril. About the end? We aren't blown up in a bang, nor do we fade away in fizzle. It but comes as the Inspired-Horrible, havoc their reek and disgust upon the screaming. I now give this accurate story and logbook of endurance to show that Evil turns on itself in that final dark hour before the return of God. I give it to you because what we know in our hearts will save us. And just because it is our future, it doesn't mean we have to share in the terror.

I am the Last Helmsman. My words bear testimony to the account of five souls who escaped into this ship's log.

I am Head of the Last Watch. I sailed across the darkest night, I entered the abysmal darkness of the minds of these rescued souls. These Dead Sea Souls.

I am the Head of Family. I let my family stay below deck and away from me and these stories because they are not well. They are almost crushed by the weight of great peril and impending doom.

How does the end come? Not with a bang, not with a fizzle. The end comes as the Bible says it will, with horrible finality that crushes us all.

The end will come. The end seeks us. And it will find us, Earth's last family, as we hide among the giant floating ice deep in the despair of the deadly, frigid seas.

Douglas K Pearson uses a starless black night, a sea of frozen victims, five people at death's door, and a decrepit sailboat to tell a troubling and unseemly tale. But disturbing visions of the End Times must be told.

He uses all the tools he possesses-setting, tone, dialogue, back story-to reveal what rests below the horizon of imagination during a sailor's darkest time, the fourth watch. He captures the human condition when all the horror stories ever imagined, written, or filmed have come true.

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