Title: The
Five Watches
Author:
John R. York
Publisher:
DocUmeantPublishing
Pages:
316
Genre:
Time Travel
What might happen if a handful of people living in different eras
became entangled in time, some intentionally and some accidentally? The
nineteenth-century scientist, Dr. Wilhelm Gussen, is passionate about improving
the welfare of mankind, and so he begins a journey through time in a quest to
learn about future advances in epidemiology. Physicist Emory Lynch, from the
twenty-seventh century, studies an old pocket watch, said to be a time travel
device, and accidently stumbles into the twenty-first century. In 2019, Jim
Zimmerman, the de facto neighborhood go-to guy, finds himself caught in the
middle of a clandestine, future conspiracy. True to his character, he becomes
inextricably involved in future affairs that involve saving humanity from
itself—dragging his wife and a few neighbors along for the ride. Thus, begins a
time travel adventure that examines the stubborn predictability of human
behavior and how some things, even over time, never seem to change.
Praise:
“The Five Watches is filled with interesting characters and enchanting tapestries woven into the fabric of time itself. John explores not only the ravages of time but more importantly the impact of individual kindness, caring, and selflessness towards others that is heartwarming. I enjoyed this suspenseful page turner, the connection to everyday people and to imaginable heroes that we can all strive to become. Uplifting! – Jim Richards, Beta Reader
1868
The alchemist stared at the blood pooling steadily beneath his body. The increasing pain from his injuries heightened his awareness of the fragility of this human body he was inhabiting. A sense of regret overcame him, not due his likely death, but because the experiment of being human would soon end.
Another man knelt beside him. “Master Votava! Oh, my God! Master Votava, you have been badly injured.” Distraught, the man was rocking back and forth overcome with grief. “Oh, look at you.”
“Calm yourself, Baysongur.” This interruption in fully experiencing his death gave him a moment to realize there was something he needed to do. “Go, gather the charm quark warp appliances. You must take them away from this cursed, violent city. Take them far away.” Votava coughed, wincing with pain as he did so.
“I must try to save you,” Baysongur pleaded.
“You cannot save me. If you must save something, save the stones. Do you understand? Go, get the stones.”
“Yes, yes, but what should I do with them? Where should I go?”
“I don’t know,” Votava growled with irritation. He wanted to get back to concentrating on this unique process of dying. “Take them to Leipzig.”
“What should I do with them?”
“Keep them safe. If you need help, find somebody you can trust, perhaps a scientist.” Where the stones were taken didn’t really matter. Votava would find and recover them once he was released from this frail casing.
Ignoring the chaos of the riots still churning just outside the shop, Baysongur hurriedly collected the stones and stuffed them inside his old leather valise. After a moment’s hesitation, he also grabbed all the documentation his employer had created regarding the mysterious devices. Finally, he added a few articles of clothing and a loaf of bread sitting on the apothecary’s counter.
“I should stay with you,” he said as he knelt back down next to Votava.
“No. Leave now but be careful of the mob outside. Protect the stones.”
“God be with you,” Baysongur said earnestly, a tear rolling down his bearded cheek.
Votava smiled. “Go.”
As he lay on the floor thinking his mortal life would end at any moment, he focused on all the sensations of being in this carbon-based body. Upon further reflection, he couldn’t really say it was a comfortable existence. The sentient beings on this planet were inherently violent and the living conditions left much to be desired. Yet, a biological body was quite novel.
Several hours passed before a lone figure entered the shop and found him lying in a pool of blood on the floor. To his shock and growing concern, he was still alive. Two men eventually placed him on a stretcher and carried him out to a horse drawn ambulance. The degree and length of his suffering was unbearable. His original essence could not be released until the biological body expired. Although this lingering death was unexpected, there was little chance it would impact the recovery his precious Star Stones. After all, what could go wrong?
John R. York has been writing and publishing his stories since
2016, but he’s always been a storyteller, even as a kid in Central Ohio where
he grew up. His life experiences provided him with a wealth of tales to share
with others and resulted in his debut work, Wolf’s Tale. He has since published
five more novels, including the award-winning Journey to Eden. A
retired high-tech executive, he currently lives with his wife, Paula, in New
Port Richey, Florida.
Website: www.johnryork.com
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/john.york.9277
TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@johnryork
and www.tiktok.com/@dreamwriter
Amazon Author Page: https://www.amazon.com/stores/John-York/author/B0771RCZJ2
Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/21571052.John_York
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2 comments:
Time travel adventures can be a lot of fun. I like the sound of this one.
I think so, too, Lark. I don't read a ton of them, but there are some I've enjoyed. Thanks for visiting today.
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