The Burning Shore by Warhammer

Author:Warhammer [Warhammer]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

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Squinting through the flickering shadows the torches sent fluttering around the

walls, much as the spiders’ prey must have fluttered in their traps, Florin stepped

forward.

“Shouldn’t we wait for the dwarf?”

“You wait here. Damn. That is a body up ahead.”

There was no mistaking it now. Alone of all the shadows the form slumped in

front of Florin lay still. The dark mass of its cloak twisted around it like a ready-

made shroud, the hood thrown up to cover its head.

Florin switched his torch from his right to his left hand and unsheathed his sword,

the sharp rasp of metal on leather seemed almost painfully loud to his straining

senses. Then, nose wrinkling at a musty smell which grew more cloying by the

second, he took another step forward and licked his lips nervously.

The body was dead; there was no doubt about that. No living man could lie in

Such an awkward angle. Beneath the merciful covering of his cape Kereveld’s bony

form had been twisted into hideous new geometries, as though it had been chewed up

and spat out.

Of the book, which until then had never left the wizard’s grasp, there was no sign.

“He must be lying on top of it,” Florin told himself, his voice flat with disbelief.

Caution forgotten he trotted forward, grasped the corpse by the shoulder and

pulled it over.

The cloak fell back and death leered up at him.

Although its smile was manically wide there was no humour in the black hollows

of its eyes, no emotion on the polished bone of its face. The scraps of hair that

remained stuck to its head looked as false as if they’d been glued on by a grizzly

practical joker.

Perhaps the same hellish comedian that had hidden nests of tiny spiders in the

thing’s eye sockets.

With a sudden, spinal crack, the jaw fell away from the rest of the skull and

struck Florin on the forearm.

He cried out in shock and pushed the skeleton away. As he shifted his weight

there was a deafening grinding squeal: the same sound that had marked Kereveld’s

demise, and the earth fell away beneath his feet.

Florin caught one last glimpse of Lorenzo’s horrified face as the passageway

folded over him. A last taste of the world of the living before he, like the corpse

below him, was swallowed up by the temple’s hungry stone jaws.

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