The World in Shadow (Eternal Warriors Book 2) by Day Vox

Author:Day, Vox [Day, Vox]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Castalia House
Published: 2017-01-03T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 17

The Stolen Heart

You have stolen my heart with one glance of your eyes, with one jewel of your necklace.

—Song of Songs 4:9

“So you’re taking Tessa to the prom….”

Derek leaned back precariously on his office-style chair and took a big hit off his half-smoked fattie. The large bay windows of his bedroom were open, and Brien watched as his friend exhaled and the smoke trailed outside on the strength of the warm spring breeze.

“Well, good for you,” the black-haired boy declared finally. “I’m not saying I think it’s a good idea, you know what I’m saying, but I know you’ve got serious wood for her, so it’s cool by me. It’s definitely cool.”

Derek thought it was all right? Wow, that was a relief! It wasn’t like Brien was going to cancel out on Tessa just because his friend didn’t like her, but it would have been really disappointing not to be able to talk about his plans for what he hoped would be a magical evening.

“Why don’t you ask somebody too?” he suggested. “Then we could double-date, wouldn’t that be fun?”

Not to mention cuttting the cost of renting the limo in half. Dang, but they were expensive! Brien had just about swallowed the pen he’d been holding in his mouth when he learned how much they wanted just to drive you around for a couple of hours. Still, it would be worth it. He wasn’t about to show up on his first date with Tessa in his junky old beater.

“I don’t think so,” Derek dismissed the notion with a wave of his hand. “But I think you’ll be interested to hear about a little news of my own. Remember the Obilisk text we got from that thing you said was some kind of crazy virus or whatever?”

“Sure?”

Derek reached out and moved the mouse with his free hand, and clicked twice. Microsoft Word sprang to life, and displayed a window full of text.

“Check it out. That professor who was looking at it emailed this to me today.”

Brien stood up and walked over to the computer. He leaned forward and peered at the words on the computer screen. It was arranged in what appeared to be formalized stanzas, and the professor had added some kind of explanatory notes marked in parenthesis. He read it aloud, slowly and softly.

[1] In the 35th year, the terrible voice of Nergal was heard,

[2] the voice of the mighty (god), in the palace of the strong King;

[3] for the Son of Assur-natsir-pal he called. For the marcher

[4] over all the world he came, for the King of all the four zones of the Sun (and) of multitudes

[5] of men he came, astride a chariot of fire. Like the iron stone of Khapusca was his face,

[6] and his eyes burned like the flames that, at the walls of Zirta, the city of Udasca, once licked

[7] at the word of the destroyer of cities. Upon the shoulder of his mighty warrior

[8] his hand he (Nergal) placed and bade him come to drink of the brilliance of heroes.

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