Those Who Go Forth Into the Empty Place of Gods by Curtis M Lawson & Doug Rinaldi

Author:Curtis M Lawson & Doug Rinaldi [Lawson, Curtis M & Rinaldi, Doug]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781713299844
Publisher: Wyrd Horror
Published: 2020-01-14T20:00:00+00:00

Roger Cartwright floated. Despite knowing that his corporeal form was dying on Brewster Gilligan’s floor with a face full of lead and covered in the ectoplasmic sludge of Cameron’s dispatched minion, the sensation was unmistakable. His mind blinked and then he was sinking as if his soul had just realized its own weight and acted in accordance. A wispy breeze fluttered over his eyes, so he knew they were open, but he couldn’t see a damn thing. A hum perpetuated somewhere in the cold, dead blackness.

That he was dying was obvious. He felt the currents of electricity in his nerves dissipating. Numbness and cold grew by the second. Organs gave out and bodily systems closed up shop. Death wasn’t the end, however. Being a guardian of The Nine, his earthly departure wouldn’t be conventional. The energy of his soul carried his consciousness, a cloud storage backup for his failing brain.

The pain of his wounds faded, but not his awareness of them, and even as the undertow of the darkened abyss carried him against his will (not that his will was ever his own), he knew the deathscape would nurture him. Life had been an anchor, keeping him from his final evolution, and after millennia of servitude, he took reluctant pleasure in this transcendence of the flesh. His blindness in the miasma wouldn’t last much longer.

The current guided him, and he gave in, confident that it wouldn’t steer him wrong after all his eons of service. He let his mind drift back to recall his final earthly moment. Though he failed, he felt no shame. He was the eldest, and he deserved this respite. The others would prevail and vanquish the deviant and defiant Cameron Driscoll, the Third. Right?

Somewhere in the distance, he heard Cameron’s voice echoing, “He’s mostly dead. He’s mostly dead.” The words ricocheted off the nothingness. He sensed himself smile—or more accurately it was just his dying brain firing off the signal of smiling. In one of his more human moments while with his family, he recalled enjoying the movie The Princess Bride very much. They even owned it on DVD.

Mostly dead…

What was the line again? He searched for it in his memory. Oh, yes. “To blave.” To bluff, right? That’s right! Soon, he told himself. Just let the Stygian Tide caress you, carry you—until it’s time. He would only need to be blind for a little while longer before his bluff would see fruition.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.