The Golden Shears (Fated Destruction Book 2) by D. S. Murphy

Author:D. S. Murphy [Murphy, D. S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Urban Epics
Published: 2017-04-28T05:00:00+00:00

9

My eyes burned from the salt water as my captives dragged me towards a dark shape in the rock cliff—a tunnel under the water. My limbs scratched against the rough walls as we tore through it. For a moment it was pitch black, and I had the disturbing sensation of moving quickly without having any frame or reference. Just when my lungs felt like they were going to explode, I saw a light up ahead.

We emerged in a pool at the bottom of a wide cavern. I coughed up water, blinking at the sudden brightness. Lit torches cast flickering shadows, and illuminated dozens of faces peering down at me. No, not faces… one face, multiplied dozens of times. I thought I recognized the girl from the market, but they all looked so similar it was hard to tell. As I pulled myself out of the pool, they shrank back, like a multi-headed monster. They were beautiful, with large blue eyes and porcelain skin. Some of them looked like they’d never seen the sun, their skin so pale it was almost tranclucent.

“Welcome to the Asclepion,” a woman said. She had the same features as the others, but looked older. Crow’s feet appeared around her eyes when she smiled. She the other girls were wearing light blue robes, hers were scarlet.

“Who are you?” I asked, “What do you want from me?”

“We do not want,” the woman said. “We serve. We are daughters of Triton, descendants of Poiseidon. Have you come to be healed?”

Two of them were still in the pool, treading water behind me. I couldn’t see their legs, but something colorful was swishing below them.

“I was fine before one of you pushed me off the cliff and almost drowned me,” I said, checking the scrapes on my arms. I was glad I’d been wearing jeans, even though now they stuck to me like a second skin.

“Not all wounds are physical,” the woman said.

“I’m not here for Asclepius,” I snapped. “If I’d wanted healing I would have stayed with his daughter in Nevah. I’m looking for the Fates.”

There were murmurs around me. Many of the girls made circles with their mouths and eyes.

“Nobody sees the Fates,” the woman said.

“But they’re here?” I pushed hopefully.

“They have been seen,” she said. “But not in our lifetime. We heal. We comfort. People may spend the night in the temple. They are visited by the gods in dreams. It has been this way for thousands of years. This we can offer you.”

I stood up and peeled off my gloves, showing the dark band that wrapped around my wrist. This time there were audible gasps from the girls around me.

“I’ve had this all my life,” I said. “And it led me here. People keep trying to kill me, or control me, because apparently I’m the only person who can wield the golden shears—a legendary weapon I’m not even sure really exists. All I want to do is protect myself and keep my friends safe, so if you know where the Fates might be, I’d be grateful if you’d share that info.

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