The Fury Clock (The Infinite Wheel of Endless Chronicles Book 1) by Bunn Christopher

The Fury Clock (The Infinite Wheel of Endless Chronicles Book 1) by Bunn Christopher

Author:Bunn, Christopher [Bunn, Christopher]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2013-04-22T22:00:00+00:00


The gloom lightened at the top of the stairs. A long gallery stretched away in front of them. Torches burned on the walls, cold and blue, just like their guiding globe. But, in addition to the torches, other things occupied the walls. Figures. Statues standing on outcrops that served as pedestals.

“Would you look at that?” said Blung, his voice low. “They’re remarkably lifelike. They’re not carved from stone, as far as I can tell. Not with all that color in ‘em.”

“Definitely not,” said the dwarf. “I know stone when I see it.”

Shandy stepped close to the nearest statue and stared up at the thing. It was an elf. It stared right back at him, eyes frozen wide, pointed ears tilted forward slightly, as if it was forever listening for a noise that never sounded. An oddly smug expression contorted the elf’s face. A yard further down the gallery, the blue globe of fire halted and waited. It flickered a little, as if impatient, but it said nothing. After all, it was only a blue globe of fire.

“I think,” said Shandy after a pause, “it’s real. This is a real elf.”

“Real as in a real elf? Tight pants, poetry, arrogant poser, all that?”

“I’m afraid so.”

“This one over here is a dwarf!” said Dweeper excitedly. “Lookit! Lookit! A dwarf! He’s got a huge beard and — I don’t believe it — he’s holding a sacred goomery tankard in his hand. I wonder if there’s some goomery inside? Mmm, goomery.”

“Get your nose out of that tankard. That’s disgusting. Hey, this one has gotta be a peasant. Observe the low, sloping forehead; the protruding, yellow teeth; and the piggish eyes. Amazing detail.” Shandy shook his head in admiration. “Even the clothing he’s wearing. It’s badly woven wool, which is exactly what all the peasants like to wear. Just the right amount of manure and mud smeared on his pants and boots.”



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