The Abomination of Yaultan (Legend of the Ecta Mastrino Book 1) by BJ Hanlon

Author:BJ Hanlon [Hanlon, BJ]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-04-01T16:00:00+00:00

10

Cavern of the Deep

It seemed like he stepped through a waterfall. Nothing cascaded over him, it was just a feeling that caused his legs to tremble. It didn’t matter. He needed to go forward, an inner drive or was it the flame that propelled him. Edin took another hesitant step into the room.

The humanoid figure in the blue flame split, sliding in opposite directions for a foot or so then both stopped and shot up into the air giving the room an eerie frozen feel. The stories and myths always cast the Underworld as a torturous barren land deprived of water where flames leapt from crevasses in the landscape and lost souls crawled and suffered. Maybe the flames in the Underworld were blue?

He wiped his palms on his thighs.

Edin could barely make out the rectangular black stone from which they sprouted. Centered between the two or maybe cut out of the same hunk of was a raised section. It reminded… no it was almost a replica of a Vestion altar though black instead of the marble or faux marble that was used in the church.

A sulfuric smell reached his nose and began tickling his throat. Edin’s eyes began to water as he coughed, a single one at first. Then another. His throat began to tighten as if the room was trying to suffocate him and his head pounded.

A mournful moan played in his head, a rush of emotions rolled through him, sorrow, depression, fear. All of them calling to him.

His eyes teared and he twisted toward the exit, the door was still open though he couldn’t see beyond its threshold. He wanted to run. Leave this place and never come back.

Then there was something else though, something inside. Happiness and joy, like holding a new puppy and letting it lap his face. It all conflicted like balancing on a tree limb where the only safety is at the far end of the branch.

Edin drew his sword and pierced his tunic. He quickly sawed it through the fabric while trying to blink the tears from his eyes. It tore into a strip and he covered his mouth and nose.

His boots clapped against the smooth black stone floor. Anyone with a brain would tell him to turn back.

The thought made Edin pause for a second, his foot in the air just about to drop. He put his foot back down where it had been. Something told him not to step. He saw he was about halfway across the room and felt like he was missing something.

Again, in the darkness all he saw was the floor cast in the blue glow of the fires. Edin held out his hand and summoned an ethereal light. He barely noticed the twisting in his stomach anymore. The light appeared, though it was faint as if something was containing it.

The flames splashed together and turned to the form of a man. He wore a long robe, his hood was up and he carried a staff in his left hand.

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