The Nymphs' Symphony by Scott Beith

Author:Scott Beith [Beith, Scott]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: STBPublishing
Published: 2019-05-05T22:00:00+00:00

20

Titan

“Kya, that was incredible!” the prince said to me as he lowered me down onto the outside edge of the pit’s exterior side slope. This moment was the first thing I could recall after he successfully managed to pull and heave us both out from the large imprisoning trapdoor roof gap while I laid unconscious across his left shoulder. My body a dead-weight as he carefully planted me down, leaving me free, once again, to feel the sky spin from the comfort of flat powdery but solid ground. Opposed to the rocky seasick feeling similar to that of being caught in a heavy ocean rip and getting tossed around by all of its huge crashing tidal waves.

From the chaos of combustible platform machinery crackling down in Midas’s fiery hell-mouth forge below, we were finally back up on the ground tier level. Upon re-entrance, we were already hearing and feeling the shockwave of equipment bursting apart as the blurry blinking sight of pipes toppling down came like a volcanic rumble that echoed into my ear from right along the shallow powdery graphite sands of the mine hill.

Workmen were screaming at each other to move quickly as frantic remarks like ‘just leave it!’, ‘hurry, hurry’ and ‘GO! Move, quick!’ took hold in a loud verbal spray of words.

The cave pocket and all within Midas’s dome-shaped facility was falling apart, appearing as if it were on the brink of a cave in, while his devoted subjects worked perilously and courageously to prevent its demise. And yet, taking comfort in this, Arlo dropped down beside me to his own weary exhaustion. He was calm and composed as if he’d seen something I hadn’t. He laid down beside me, with Anara lying down on his other side.

“I could really use some help, Arlo!” shouted Akoni. The only one still standing and functioning as he battled to hold anchor upon an industrial-strength fishing line that was attached to the crystal underneath the pit, upon the adjacent side of the hole from us. Akoni was attempting to suspend the crystal above the lava, before it fell in and became completely irretrievable.

His gallant efforts required a whole cartridge worth of strong thin woven silk lines from his grapple gun, each strand shot down, stuck and interweaved with the others as it coiled into one overly flexed but durable line of rope. Akoni used the jet pack on his back and all the clips on his belt to both jet and walk away in the reverse direction from the hole, just to keep that precious diamond crystal from drowning and dragging him down with it.

“Just take it easy, ok? We’re going to be alright,” Arlo calmly reaffirmed to his sister and me before battling for the strength to push his bulky body back up and move over to grip the same cord Akoni held. Some other soldiers then appeared out the blackness to help tug up the crystal from below.

Both Anara and me stared at those soldiers in one

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