The Dark Season Saga- the Final Harvest by Yehya H Safwat

Author:Yehya H Safwat [Safwat, Yehya H]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-06-10T04:00:00+00:00

BOOK TWO

CLING.

The metallic beat resonates from the spot where the soulless humanoid figure is digging in the darker side of the bunker.

As if nature itself is surprised by the sound, the howling of the storm stops. The wind comes to rest, and the snow settles. Outside is a lifeless painting of shades of white. The hissing of the air squeezing through the nearly-closed door stops, and the pounding of the angry blizzard on the walls and windows fades.

Both Nimtha and the Asker turn to face the humanoid who stands motionless before the excavation he’s been digging. It stares at something in the small pit’s bottom.

“Another beat like this one and those searching this forsaken city will find you,” coldly put the Asker.

A faint whine escapes as Nimtha leans on the wall to stand up. He holds his right arm high and clenches his fist repeatedly, testing its functionality. Seeing that his fingers are obeying him still, he limps towards the hole in the ground, avoiding the charred bodies filling the whole room. In the waning light of the pearl floating beside him as he walks around, a stained spot on his pants tells of yet another wound around his hips.

The beating of wings travels the darker spots of the place till both, Nimtha and the Asker, reach the grave-size excavation. Nimtha stands in the light, and the Asker lurks in the shade, not more than ten feet away from the edge of the hole. Four eyes gaze at the bottom of the digging – one gray cat-like pair and another pair glittering like floating stars.

Five feet below the ground, at the bottom of the pit, is a black object which Nimtha doesn’t identify its nature immediately. He glances at the soulless humanoid on the other end of the pit and finds it eyeing him with a pair of dark pits. Nimtha realizes that the golem is waiting for orders.

“Bondarith,” utters Nimtha. With inhuman agility and speed, the golem jumps back into the pit and kneels. He reaches for the buried thing, barely visible below the dirt, and carefully starts removing the soil around it.

“This will take forever,” Nimtha says as he drops on the pile of dirt beside the hole. He turns to the Asker. “Yet, it could be what we were searching for indeed.”

“Do you understand what it would mean to find it? Do you truly understand what it is?” asks the ghostly presence.

The Genn pauses, still gripping his shoulder tightly, before he answers. “Yes I do: The way out.”

“This is what you believe? It will disappoint you to know that you are mistaken. If it was, I wouldn’t have come here. I wouldn’t have broken all the rules and converse with you. Now let us try to find out why did come back when you lost all hope. I remember that you went up north before you leave Talor for good. Why did you do that?”

Opening his eyes with difficulty, Nimtha glances at the shimmering eyes and answers, “To pay an old friend one last visit.

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