Tapestry of Worlds : Part One - The White Raven Awakens by Hadley Thorne

Author:Hadley Thorne [Thorne, Hadley]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Wyrd Sisters Ink
Published: 2020-12-23T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter 24

The air was full of a mist-like rain when Erika flowed into consciousness in the in-between. There she found herself standing alone on a hilltop overlooking a great battle. In the distance, there was a thick fog pouring down from a high mountain peak. It curled and twisted as it moved towards the battlefield below her. "The breath of the dragon," she whispered as she peered deep into the mists as though scanning it for the great scaled beast. Erika had read about this sort of battle sorcery when she was in school. It had been a great tactic of the Wizard Merlin made famous the night he bewitched the Lady Igraine to lay with Uther Pendragon and altered history's fate.

All around her, she heard the weavings of the battle fast at work and for one moment, though she heard, Darkling Child, carried on the wind. The same wind made her cloak billow around her like black fire. Tonight, she was wearing a cloak fabricated out of the darkness itself with black ravens’ feathers woven through with iridescent thread and magic. In the moonlight of the in-between, the fabric glowed with the whispered hues of liquid flame, and underneath she wore a black mirrored scale armor tunic. Erika looked at her hand and found she was wearing black leather gloves, and on her hip hung a dagger she had never seen before. Her black hair was braided with raven feathers matching the cloak.

In the in-between, her perspective waived from looking down at herself and being herself. For the first time, the scene shifted, and she now stood amid the great battle. To her left, men were howling and foaming at the mouth. Running past, her, it was as though she was a phantom, present, but not there. Half of the men wore wolf pelts while others wore the skins of great bears. Others were naked completely and still fought with sword and shield. She saw huge animals in spirit form, wading through the carnage, seemingly cutting a path for their human counterparts. The coppery scent of blood hung in the air. Erika watched as crimson muscle and white bone was exposed while the warriors fought what could only be described as faceless entities so malevolent, she could smell the toxic evil flowing from them in great waves.

It was a losing battle as the warrior mages were far outnumbered against the dark shades that kept spilling forth from where they were hidden in the mists. Wherever these shades touched the warriors, their flesh peeled back, flayed by some invisible blade. It was a gruesome scene. While some men lay dying, others seem to fall victim, as the entities entered them through their nose, ears, mouth, and gaping wounds. The sight was monstrous to behold, and Erika was paralyzed by fear, unlike anything she had ever felt before.

She saw Ransom. No, that was not right. She thought she saw Ransom's tiger fylgja. Only it was not – it was Ransom. Only Ransom was now as much a tiger as he was a man.

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