Clean Hands (The Womb Book 1) by Richard B. Knight

Author:Richard B. Knight [Knight, Richard B.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Richard B Knight
Published: 2015-07-28T04:00:00+00:00

IV

Instinct and Imagination stepped into the elevator together, which was a first for the two Archetypes. Instinct had occasionally traveled up to Imagination’s dream room, but Imagination never visited him in the Barrier of Regret.

As they ascended, various floors whizzed by, and images of devices, both present and in the future, flashed by like images in a flip book.

“Mankind thinks of some of the craziest things,” Imagination said as they passed by these images. Instinct remained quiet.

The elevator stopped abruptly, and the doors slid open.

They stepped out into a light blue marble room, complete with marble furniture and a set of stone pillars that climbed to the ceiling. A red door at the far end of the vast chamber broke up the monotony of blue. Imagination pointed to it. “You see that? That’s where you need to get to. If you hurry, maybe you won’t have to encounter whatever lives here.”

Instinct’s blade formed instantly. Imagination was right. Something lived in this room. He felt it.

“Do I—” Instinct turned his head, but the elevator doors already closed. They became a part of the wall itself.

Instinct prepared for battle. His green aura encircled him like moss, creating a fuzzy, glowing armor. He crept forward and tightened the grip on his blade.

This world felt different from the Landscape, airier, cleaner. He felt a tingling in his fingers that slid up his wrists and elbows, until it reached his shoulders. The same strange sensation traveled up from his feet into his calves and knee caps until it reached his hips. His entire body felt fleshy and vulnerable. Is this how Imagination felt when he thought about somebody outside of the Landscape? He pinched his wrist and twisted as he’d seen so many newcomers do when they entered the Landscape. The touch created a new feeling that he had never experienced before—discomfort.

“Who are you?” a deep, luxurious voice asked. Instinct searched for the source of the voice. Its owner sauntered from behind one of the pillars.

The creature stood taller by several feet. Massive shoulders carried two heads, one a lion, and the other’s a goat’s. The lion’s mane flowed brilliantly around its regal, yellow head. The goat stared at Instinct with one brown eye and one blue. It thrashed wildly, as if the bones in its neck weren’t fully connected. An enormous set of black bat wings unfurled from the monster’s spine. Instinct could admire the creature’s grandness. Its wingspan, from end to end, measured six feet in length. As the beast moved forward, it revealed a four foot long serpent as a tail. The snake hissed and dripped venom from its acuminous fangs.

In the world and lore of man, this beast was known as a chimera.

“Why have you entered where you do not belong?” The lion asked. When it spoke, a puff of dark fire curled from its mouth.

Instinct took a knee, showing his humility. “I do not mean to intrude. I only wish to deliver a message to the dreamer of this world.”

The chimera stepped forward, its talons clicking the marble floor as it walked.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.