The Night Everything Fell Apart (The Nephilim Book 1) by Joy Nash

Author:Joy Nash [Nash, Joy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: joynash books
Published: 2016-10-04T04:00:00+00:00

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Arthur landed near the cracked boulder. As he touched down, the stone blurred and smeared as if it were nothing more than paint running down a canvas. A different kind of barrier came into view. It looked like golden, sparkling gauze.

He’d never seen anything like it. He tried to move closer. With every step, the stone seemed to move farther away. Strong magic. Merlin’s? Arthur discarded that theory almost immediately. This light didn’t feel like Nephil magic.

For one thing, there was no hint of death about it. The force was cooler and sweeter than any power a demon could manage. But for all its brightness, it was no less lethal. Its delicacy was like a spider’s silk: fragile and deadly.

Heavenly magic? Arthur had no experience with that. As he tried to puzzle out who or what might have conjured such a barrier, a sudden gust buffeted his wings. The gauzy light responded with a ripple. The movement spilled light past the boundary of the stone, past Arthur and down the hillside. The leading edge stopped just short of the ruined stable.

He eyed the glittering blanket uneasily. Whatever it was, he didn’t want Cybele facing it alone. He lifted his wings, intending to fly back to her. And then froze as a mournful wail filled the air around him.

The sound seemed to seep from the very stones beneath his feet. It began as a bare whisper, but quickly escalated in volume. The gauzy light pulsed with the eerie melody, as if breathing in tandem with a despairing spirit.

Stranger and stranger. He stepped closer to the pulsating light. This time, it didn’t retreat. He extended a hand. The air in front of the disturbance was hot, though not uncomfortably so. He took another step. He was almost touching it now.

He did touch it. His hand met no resistance. It sank into the luminescence. His arm and shoulder quickly followed. His fingertips brushed something solid. Stone. He spread his palm on the rough surface. Whatever this light was, it hadn’t dissolved the boulder itself. He probed the stone with his hand. The crack was no wider than two of his fingers.

He took a backward step, peering at the anomaly from a different angle. He could, if he concentrated in just the right way, see the dark slash of the crevice through the rippling gold light. The inhuman moaning pierced his eardrums. Could he get through to its source? He could only try.

He called hellfire into his hands and blasted it into the light. The stone shook at the impact. Encouraged, Arthur sent volley after volley into the fissure. Bits of spalled stone spewed out. On the next blast, a loud crack split the air. Blinding brilliance flashed.

The moaning suddenly ceased. The normal sounds of the night seemed louder in its absence. Arthur approached the stone warily, shading his eyes. The crevice had widened, perhaps even enough for him to pass through. But when he turned sideways and tried to insinuate his body into the space, the light leapt in a scorching flame.

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