Dragons of the Dawn Bringer: The Goddess Prophecies Fantasy Series Book 5 by Araya Evermore

Author:Araya Evermore [Evermore, Araya]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Publisher: StarFire Epic Fantasy
Published: 2017-11-03T00:00:00+00:00

Issa held her breath and prayed frantically as the orb struggled to regain control of itself. It fought against the chaotic noise and seeping darkness until, after an indeterminable amount of time and with almost an audible snap, she was pulled into a fast but controlled fall.

Gratefully gasping air back into her lungs, Issa found herself in the bath again—but she wasn’t alone. The orb in her hand became heavy and cold. It pulsated as black streaks shot through the swirling turquoise. The magic in the air around her suddenly lunged directly into the orb which became as heavy as lead. The orb plunged to the bottom of the bath. She tried to let go but her hands were stuck to its surface. Issa barely had time to suck in a breath before she was dragged under.

Her eyes smarted as she blinked through the stinging, soapy water and saw the Flow pouring into the orb as if it were being sucked through to somewhere else. She thrashed against it, fighting for control of the magic, and to push herself up and out of the water. As she desperately tried to pull the Flow back towards her, she could feel her mind being dragged along with it, into the orb, into the elemental power of water. The orb felt wrong and she battled against the taint and dirt, trying to push it out, but it seeped this way and that, evading her grasp.

She convulsed but forced her mouth to stay closed though her lungs burned from her body’s desperate need for air. Drawing upon all her strength, Issa tried to control the absolute panic that threatened to destroy her concentration.

As she calmed herself she became aware of a strange sound, like a blade sliding on a whetstone. Intonations whispered making her shiver. Words were spoken in an alien voice. She recoiled at the sound but focused harder on the voice, needing to know what was being said as it could be the key to breaking the black magic attacking the orb. The more she focused, the more clear it became. A female voice. She caught some of the words as they slithered into her mind, filling her with ice cold dread.

Ezzu t’ menarx yek gestiara.

The words were creating the blackness which fed off the Flow. A frozen numbness spread through her body and she could no longer feel her hands gripping the orb. The need for air was becoming a distant thing.

The blackness in the orb grew and began to order itself into a spinning vortex. Vortex’s become tunnels, she thought dimly. But where would this tunnel go? A vague sense of panic clenched her stomach and was gone. The centre of the vortex spun faster as she watched in paralysed mesmerisation. What would happen when the vortex connected and a tunnel was formed? She stared into it.

The voice grew louder. Behind it came other voices chanting in unison but not as loudly. Their words were harnessing and draining the power of the Flow, feeding it into the blackness and making the dark magic stronger.

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