Fifth Sorceress by Robert Newcomb

Author:Robert Newcomb [Newcomb, Robert]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Fantasy, Epic
ISBN: 9780345454768
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Goodreads: 6780965
Publisher: Del Rey Books
Published: 2002-07-30T00:00:00+00:00

But she still dreamed of the others. Not as often as at first, but sometimes they came, like silent ghosts, to visit her mind. She would just have to be patient and wait until they were no more, just as her Sisters had told her would happen.

She was thinking about all this, in the dark of her bedroom, when she first heard the tiny scratching sounds, combined with little, nondescript squeaking noises. Even though her eyes were still closed, she could tell that the darkness of her bedroom was giving way to the light of day. The noise must be one of her maidservants arriving to bathe her as usual, she thought.

I must have slept unusually well, because the night seemed so short. Gently rubbing her eyes, she sat up in bed, then looked around.

What she saw made her want to scream, but she couldn‘t find her voice.

This isn"t my bedroom, she thought in confusion. And it is not dawn, and I am alone.

Shailiha immediately sat up straighter, instinctively holding one hand over her abdomen. Her bedroom was gone, and in its place was a small, stone-walled room, in the center of which sat her bed. There seemed to be no doors or windows. The light that she had mistaken for the break of dawn was in fact coming from wall sconces; the flames gave the room a kind of frightening, golden tone that seemed to mix with the grayness of the stones, creating sharp-edged shadows in their nooks and crevices. The floor and the ceiling of the tiny room were the same stone as the walls.

Then she noticed the stench.

Fetid and pungent, it smelled of human fecal matter and seemed to waft back and forth across the stone room in a sickening, gray cloud. She placed her hands to her face, thinking she might vomit. And then she saw why there was such an awful smell.

Something was oozing from the walls. A brown, murky slime, it trickled down to the floor from an ever-growing number of places between the stones. The more of it that appeared, the more horrible became the smell. She wanted to scream, but found that instead all she could do was vomit. This can"t be happening! she shrieked silently as the warm, wet contents of her stomach ran down her negligee. This simply isn"t real! She screamed aloud at the top of her lungs. But no one answered. And the strange scratching and squeaking noises grew louder.

Rats.

The slime had stopped dripping from the walls and had pooled sickeningly in dark puddles on the stone floor of the room. And now, coming from the same holes, were rats.

They poured out of the crevices in all four walls and began milling about on the floor around her bed. They were the largest she had ever seem, some as big as kittens, and they sniffed everything in their path as they ran over each other, through the mire on the floor, and began testing the bottoms of the bedsheets with their longish, pointed teeth.

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