Prodigal of Dominica: PRODIGAL OF DOMINICA

By Vince Arnold Savarin

Join Jack's journey with his family in this dystopian future as they navigate the dangers of a fallen Dominica. Take in the Flora and Fauna of the Nature Isle, long past civilization's downfall, and this family faces the dangers and our young hero, faces the unknown, as he slowly learns what has become of his homeland.

 

The Prodigal of Dominica is a post-apocalyptic series. More to come soon...

• Language: English
• Publisher: Vince Arnold Savarin
• Release date: May 31, 2024
• ISBN: 9789769722019

Book preview

PRODIGAL of Dominica

By Vince Savarin

DEDICATIONS

To my family. Without your support, this would not have been possible.

DISCLAIMER

The following is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents in this book are either the product of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead or actual events is purely coincidental.

Table of contents

title page

DEDICATIONS

DISCLAIMER

Table of contents

CHAPTER 1: ESCAPE

CHAPTER 2: THE WALK

CHAPTER 3:  DESCENT

CHAPTER 4: New Worlds

About the author:

CHAPTER 1: ESCAPE

Many moons into the future in a Dominica much different from the one we know now; footsteps could be heard racing through the forest. Branches crackle, breaths, heavy. The rats and agouti scattered out of the way. The oddly orange sunlight shimmered through like a sharp contrast film. A mix of human and animal-like sounds could be heard.

The figures moving through the forest appeared like flickering shadows. Many majestic palm trees could be seen. Some towering several meters off the ground, others, just above ground, being violently parted and slapped around as the small group scurried through them.

"Hurry up!" - shouted a man frantically. He appeared to be the leader of a small group of humans. The group could be seen darting throughout the foliage.

"It’s getting closer Dad!" a child’s voice was heard desperately.

Several large creatures burst through the smaller palm trees. Occasionally, rays of sunlight caught glimpses of orange and yellow fur. Coconut husks on the ground below exploded under the ferocity of the powerful creatures.

The man, in a split second of Olympic javelin throwing precision, stopped, mid-step and spun around hurling an instrument into the air. The spear whizzed inches away from a teenage boy’s face and pierced one of the moving shadows. A loud roar of defeat was heard. A flash of red stained the air, and sprayed onto a nearby shrub, its leaves sagged under the sudden weight.

"Nice shot!" a woman’s voice exclaimed in between breaths. She raised her hand and shared a quick tap of approval to the man’s extended arm. He winked back at her, and then his face turned grave, and he addressed someone behind him.

"Jack, take your sister, let’s go!" said the man, to the smaller male adolescent figure immediately behind him.

"Yes, Daddy, I got her!" The teenager named Jack replied as he picked up a small child, hoisted her onto his shoulders and the entire group began running again.

A brief parting in the forest allowed for a quick glimpse of the group in its entirety, it was a family of six; as they passed a small cube-shaped structure, covered completely by vegetation. Abandoned. The forest grew thicker again. The family pressed on, their footsteps light.

Heavier footsteps thundered behind them.

The man quickly pulled something from a dull coloured bag pack strung together with old,