From the Mouth of Elijah by Bryan Davis

Author:Bryan Davis [Davis, Bryan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Scrub Jay Journeys
Published: 2016-10-27T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

INTO THE DRAGON’S LAIR

Lauren grabbed Barlow’s gloves. “I’ll try it.”

“Very well, Miss, but I assure you—”

“If you have another idea, let’s hear it.” She cringed. That came out harsher than intended, but apologies could come later.

As she jerked a glove over her hand, a deep voice echoed in the museum room. “Have the souls of Second Eden so soon lost their lesson?”

She spun toward the source. Abaddon had drawn near to his portal and looked straight at her over the heads of the escapees, his blue eyes again flashing.

Letting the gloves drop, she squeezed through the crowd and faced him. “What lesson?”

“When a damsel dissimulated, they desired a dragon. When a flower faltered, they found a physician. When the casualties of conflict climbed, they called for a king.” The dragon’s tongue flicked out and in. “Remember this riddle. Call to me, and I will answer you. The proverb is your path.”

Lauren balled her fists. “I don’t have time for riddles. Just tell me what I have to do!”

“Ah! Wouldn’t we all wish for wisdom without work?” He raised the green egg in his clawed hand. “Yet I will not acquiesce to answering.”

“But children are going to die soon!”

“A song sends salvation. The plants, the proverb, and a prayer produce the promise.” Abaddon turned his back and placed the green egg on one of the table mounts. “A wise woman will calculate whom to call.”

“Whom to call? The plants?” Lauren turned. Everyone continued fanning the fumes, all coughing as they waved the books. Two children lay on the floor, apparently having succumbed to the poison. Tamara and another woman knelt with them, forcing leaves into their mouths. The lava drew closer. One way or another, the portal would soon be a gateway for a killing wave of fire.

She weaved around the dirty bodies, picking up one of the gloves along the way, and found the plants still sitting in their buckets near the Second Eden portal. Covering her mouth with the glove, she pondered Abaddon’s words. Call to me, and I will answer you. Maybe she could call for someone who could extinguish the flames, someone with power over fire. But who? He held the green ovulum, but why would it be in Abaddon’s Lair? Had it been destroyed?

“Zohar?” Lauren whispered. Could he have died? If so, maybe she could call him from Abaddon’s Lair, but what did Abaddon mean about a song sending salvation?

Lauren glanced around. In the distance, a higher wave of lava drew closer, running faster and overlapping the first. Soon it would overwhelm them. The crisis seemed all too familiar. Not long ago, in order to create a protective shield, she had to remember a melody from a dream, a melody that could be recalled only when showing mercy. And now, she needed a song she had never heard at all.

Lauren waved a hand and shouted through the glove, “Those who are healthy, keep fanning! Barlow! Move the sick ones to the back! I have to try something, and I don’t know what’s going to happen.

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