The Dark Masters by David Wind

Author:David Wind
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: DMW
Published: 2015-05-15T07:00:00+00:00

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It was dark and late. The sky was so thick with clouds no light from the moon or stars reached the ground. Hundreds of feet below the southwestern palisades, the grouping of large boats floated.

Above them, the deformed image of the Black Sorceress stood near the edge, looking not down on the boats, but north and west, trying to peer through the void. She held a clay pot filled with brackish green water pressed to her side by the stump of her left arm. Pieces of insects floated in it and with her right hand, she crushed them with an old wooden pestle.

As she worked, low and unintelligible words poured from her mouth like sand through an hourglass. Then something struck deeply into her mind. The bowl fell from numb fingers. The pestle remained forgotten in her hand as the death cries of a wolf ripped through her.

In an instant, she was staring into the chasm in the Frozen Mountains. Her wolf lay on the side of the trail, blood trailing from the arrow in its side across the rocks and down to the rushing water. The mutated beast lifted its head, staring upward as if it could see her. Then, its head fell and it breathed its last.

“No!” she screamed and sank to her knees. Hatred for the two who did this, boiled in her mind. Then she sensed his presence behind her. She spun and knelt at the feet of her Master.

“Master, they have killed my pets. They have destroyed five of the ones following them. We must stop them. We must!”

Rise, he commanded her. Call back what creatures still live. Keep them well back.

She did as she commanded, and when she faced him, her eyes locked with the flaring circles of his eyes. She offered her silent plea. Guide me Master; show me the way.

He placed an elongated claw-like hand on her shoulder. We will create a wraith, not too large. Not to kill, but to follow. They are well blocked. They think they have some advantage with your wolves gone, but your pretty beasts have shown us the way. We know where they are and what they do. We shall know their every move.

When he released her shoulder and lowered his arm to his side, he pointed to the bowl she had dropped. “Of that we have no need.” Join with what I do, create power with me. He commanded.

When they finished, a wraith stood before them. It was not large; perhaps three times the size of a treygone, but it was powerful. Red eyes—two glowing coals fused within black circles were set above the dagger point of a long, sharp, and hooked beak, which curved over the bottom by several inches. It had four legs, not two, and its talons were curved spikes. Each wing was the length of a man’s body, and the long tail whipping behind it held razor sharp feathers so thin they had the appearance of hair and so sharp they could slice through skin and bone.

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