The Isle of Mists: An Epic Mage Fantasy Adventure (Legend of Ecta Mastrino Book 3) by BJ Hanlon

Author:BJ Hanlon [Hanlon, BJ]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-05-27T16:00:00+00:00

Edin was unsure if he slept or passed out. His ears were ringing and his chest thumping harder than he’d thought possible. He felt as if he were trampled by a stampede of wild buffalo or torn apart by a pack of crillio cats. Opening his eyes, he saw the faint flicker of a flame somewhere over his shoulder. A pale body lay in front of him, the eyes were wide open. They were hazel now and glassy. The firelight danced over them.

Footsteps clacked on the ground, crunching small pebbles behind him. “Gone,” a man said.

Gone? The word did little. He tried to roll over, to look but his muscles were soft as if his body were void of them.

“The FAE will want to see.”

Edin heard the steps coming closer and closed his eyes. He felt a rough hand grab his shoulder and pull him onto his back. Fingers jabbed at his neck to feel for a pulse. “Blood over here… but I think he’s alive.”

“Not for long,” the other man said, “come, let’s get him back.”

Edin felt them pick him up, a man threw him over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes and began to carry him. He felt a wetness press into Edin’s stomach.

The man leapt and splashed into the water. Edin felt it begin to rise over his hands and feet and reach the top of his head.

“Bag him.” Something covered his head and it all went dark.

Edin felt his body flowing through the water, he could breathe through some sort of cloth. He wasn’t exactly aware, but close to it for the next hour or two. Edin was tossed and thrown around in places, always covered in a dark hood.

While whomever it was thought it was a good idea to let him breathe, they didn’t care to protect his body from being scraped and slapped into walls and doors and he couldn’t move or fight back...

Everything was blurry and almost dream like. Like that vision and the words that floated out of the man’s mind into his own. They tickled at his brain like a mind teaser.

In the background, he heard talking, yelling, screaming, and crying. He smelled foul odors and felt weightless when he was tossed, not too gently onto a hard platform.

Edin slipped back in and out, not sure where he was going.

“Wake him…” A voice panted. It was the wheezy voice of Pharont. A cold shower followed, crashing over Edin’s body and soaking him with a chill.

Through his eyelids, he knew the bag was off his head now but Edin kept his eyes shut and gritted his teeth. Around him, he felt the presence of a wan stone. But through the suppression of the talent but he could still feel his own powers.

Edin tried clenching his muscles and felt them working. He was sure he’d be able to move if he wanted. But not a lot.

“Another…” Pharont shouted. “I want to know where he got the Shimmer Stone.”

“We only brought one bucket,” a man said.

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