Soul Reckoning by Isaac Winter

Author:Isaac Winter [Winter, Isaac]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Hero's Journey Publishing
Published: 2018-01-07T22:00:00+00:00

18

Cael

I couldn’t believe no alarm or alert had gone up yet. My body held itself rigid, ready to pounce at the slightest movement. I flickered my glance between Tris and the doorway; any moment, an armed guard or worse could come bursting through.

Tris ran her pale fingers down a row of brightly colored spines against the back wall of the room.

Finally, she picked one. It was a huge tome wrapped in black leather and sporting a shimmering red jewel on the front, inset with a silver claw. My skin crawled just looking at it. The book hadn’t been touched in ages, looked like; a fine layer of dust covered the binding and the pages were yellowed with age. I’d spent enough time around old manuscripts to know that this one had seen better days. I clenched my jaw, hoping that whatever was within those pages would be worth it.

The glitter of the title caught my eye, emblazoned in gilt: Soul Magic.

“Catch!” Tris called and tossed something at me. Thank goodness for my elven reflexes, I caught it before I had a chance to figure out what it was. My mouth dropped open when I saw the inscription on the stone.

“Wait a second, this is Fel’s Tele Stone. How did you...”

“Borrowed it,” Tris said without looking up from the book. She flipped through the pages at lightning speed, dust flying as she went. I could see a hint of a smile creeping up the sides of her face, though.

“Borrowed, huh?” I raised an eyebrow. “You’ve got to be kidding me.”

“Fel’s eyesight is going, you know.” She said matter-of-factly. When I didn’t budge, she added, “Hey, at least we have an out.”

I squeezed the stone in my hand, feeling the cool ridges and sharp edges. “You’re right. This just might save us.”

“Watch the door. If things get bad, you get out of here, okay?” She finally looked up at me. Our eyes met for a moment and in the pale chill of the laboratory, I could see her fear.

“If you think I’m leaving you—”

“Save it.” She cut me off. “And stop raising your voice, for god’s sake.”

I huffed, stuffing the stone and my hands into my pockets.

C: Fine...just hurry up.

T: I will, just let me concentrate!

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