The Fire Sword by Colin Glassey

Author:Colin Glassey [Glassey, Colin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: fantasy, epic fantasy, swords and sorcery, adventure
Published: 2018-02-20T22:00:00+00:00

Forcing his way through the opening, Sandun found his sword illuminated a section of corridor previously hidden from view. It paralleled the cliff face, somewhat like a guard chamber. At the far end was a pile of leaves, brown with age, thinner than paper. Along the floor, rusted pieces of metal lay strewn about. Spearheads? Daggers? Impossible to say.

He made his way down the corridor, which kept straight for hundreds of feet. Irregularly, along the walls, rock seemed to have flowed out through cracks in the stone. The floor stones were rarely cracked and showed little sign of age or use. The corridor started out uncomfortably low, and the ceiling became a bit lower as they moved farther from the entrance. Sandun had to hold his left hand over his head to make sure he did not bash his brains out on some unseen dip in the rock above him.

“Not made for tall men,” he said to Kagne.

“Aye,” Kagne replied. “Or for men at all?”

On they went. They reached an intersection. The new passages to either side seemed different from the corridor that led to the cliff door: quieter, even darker if that were possible. Without comment, Sandun continued along. Eventually they came upon a chamber with a high roof. The sound of dripping water came from the right side near the door. Very faint sounds came from the dark opening in the floor at the far end. Near the opening in the floor were stairs leading up into black shadows. Piles of ancient rotted wood were visible along the walls. The remains of furniture? Sandun could not tell.

“What is making that sound?” Kagne whispered.

The two men stood very still beside the chamber’s entrance. Sandun’s heart was beating loudly in his ears. It was cold in the room, and the drip of water seemed to grow louder. The faint noise they heard could not be distinguished. Was it water through a pipe? A waterwheel turning far below? It went on and on, changing only slightly with time.

Sandun relaxed a little and moved away from the wall. The sound of dripping water came from a niche nearby. He watched as a drop of water slowly formed at the end of a piece of wet stone and fell onto another piece of wet stone emerging like a cat’s tooth from the floor. Cave teeth, they were called. The Keltens found two more openings leading away from the chamber.

“Ghost Wolf has vanished,” Kagne said. “I don’t see anything for us here.”

“Wait a moment. Hide the knife.” So saying, Sandun put Skathris in its sheath. “There it is…” Sandun scarcely breathed the words, as if speaking would cause it to vanish. At the top of the stairway, the faint otherworldly colors of Ghost Wolf could be seen.

“It’s waiting for us,” Kagne said. “By all the stars, Sandun, now I’m afraid to follow it any farther.”

Sandun harbored no doubts. “I’m going to find out what it has to tell us.” Drawing Skathris again, he went up the stairs.

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