Moontouched (COSAM #2)

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Excerpt

The entire wall down there had crumbled, exposing bits of scrunched up metal and twisted broken bits of wood and bone. Ichilmacht shook as the main body tried to rise out of the rock and earth that had contained it for so long.

Most of it was still below ground, the screams of agony was it trying to fight its way out by sheer power. Power that should have been coursing through it, following the pathways set out long ago.

Instead it was building up here, right below them. Unable to get out, it swirled. Pulsated.

Talenn could do little but watch in horror as the growing vortex of energy swirled, grew, and contracted. Tendrils of glowing lines waved, like if a sigil had broken free of its moorings and all the different ends were flapping in the wind.

Watching it, it almost felt … alive.

Something huge had come ripping through the structure, torn off from many stories above them, and collided with the core. Exposed it.

Now it was beating. Not regular, like a heartbeat, but in pulses where, just as you’d gotten used to them, they shifted. Patterns. Bolts. Like lightning in a bottle — but without the bottle — colours he had never even imagined existed, they all churned and swirled below. All growing hotter, whiter, brighter, for each convulsion.

‘Hurry!’

The call came from above.

Like him, Sun had barely had time for more than grabbing the railing himself. Like for him, the metal fatigue was setting in. Ichilmacht was old. The fastenings weren’t holding. The long, hollow, metal tubes were bending sideways under the strain.

Regardless of his name, Talenn knew Sun couldn’t fly. Their eyes met.

‘Talenn. Don’t you go do something stupid now!’ Sun’s voice pleaded.

Clenching his one good hand tightly, Talenn began pulling himself up. There was a good chance the metal would give out before his muscles.

Funny, really, he thought. He’d always considered metal to be durable. Guess half an eternity buried in some rock took a toll.

‘Look out! Sun cried out.

Talenn flattened himself best he could as another bit of the wall broke free from above, careering down the now steep chute. ‘Whoah!’

It flew past. A dark, ominous, and above all, solid bit of reality.

It hit the outside of the vortex below. With nothing more than a spark and a fizzle it was gone — folded in on itself before he could even blink.

‘Ah, let’s not do that, shall we?’ Sun called down. He was running his hands through his various pockets and secret stashes he kept within his black cloak, desperately trying to find something that was long, strong, and able to reach the other. To climb down on.  

‘You said it,’ Talenn agreed, barely able to muster enough strength to speak at this point. He took a new hold. ‘I think, yes, just a little further.’

Some rational part of him, that wasn’t preoccupied with trying to find a solution to their problem of falling into a deadly magical explosion in the making, was watching everything from the outside. It told him that this was a stupid way to die … so please don’t.

Above him, he could see the hand reach out.

Below him, what had, back when there had been several walls and corridors between them and it had thrummed, making everything shiver, was screaming.

Cycling up ever higher in pitch, the bones in their bodies were responding. Trembling as if threatening to shatter. Ears threatened to bleed, then actually did so.

It couldn’t have punched a hole in the floor, Talenn thought, staring down. No, it had consumed the floor. Then everything around it.

Whatever it was in the centre, it wasn’t happy.

At least there he could relate. He wasn’t happy, either.

‘This whole place is collapsing!’ Sun shouted down from above him. ‘Come on!’

Bits of the wall crumbled loose, almost taking both of them with it on its path to doom.

The railing was creaking. It was barely audible over everything else. Yet he heard it. He was hearing a lot of things.

‘Come on, Tal! REACH!’

‘I… can’t…’

Sun didn’t know any curses strong enough, not for this. He shook his free hand violently, as if willing it to obey. Nothing happened. Damn it! This was not the time for everything to stop working. There wasn’t even a trace of magic.

‘Go on! Get out!’ Talenn yelled from below.

‘What? No!’

Trying to cling on to the rapidly bending metal pole, Talenn could but stare upwards. ‘There’s no sense in both of us dying here,’ he shouted.

‘I wasn’t planning on either of us dying,’ Sun yelled back.

He sounded desperate, Talenn thought. That was … new. Sun rarely stepped out of his comfort-zone long enough to face anything that could actually cause him pain. This wasn’t … what he’d have wanted. Talenn was sure of that.

Under his hand, the railing snapped.

He felt it, the shift in the weight. The falling. Heard the scream from below. The scream from above, torn through anguish yet barely cutting through the noise around him.

Everything seemed to slow down. As if the world itself was holding its breath.

Then the tumbling body struck the outer edges of the swirling vortex of ethereal energy, lost to a flash of blinding light.

Moontouched

is set during the Fifth Age of the Seven Stars Universe. Most of the great civilizations have fallen. Magic users have become rare and the world is slowly being overrun by golshae’s – monsters born from people and creatures alike.

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Where the adventure begins