Tomb of the Aeons (The Seraph Chronicles Book 3) by John Houlihan

Author:John Houlihan [Houlihan, John]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Jolly Big Publishing
Published: 2014-10-26T07:00:00+00:00

So, following closely after Captain Seraph, we began our final descent into that pit of madness. Yes madness I say, for I will not lie to you gentlemen, it is only with the profoundest effort I can recall the intimate details of what was to follow without my brain beginning to buckle and my precarious hold on sanity threatening to snap.

Down we crept and ever downward, the slow, steady throb of that bewitching music our constant travelling companion, which in spite of our talisman's protection, still seemed to seep through flesh and penetrate our very bones. Closer now and ahead of us in the stygian gloom I began to see the glow of lights far along the passageways deep underground. Captain Seraph turned and motioned us to utter silence and now we slunk like the very shadows we had become, until we drew close to a great junction where many corridors and tunnels split off into the darkness.

Here another of those vile markers had been left, one of those lesser sorcerers hung upside down by his feet, his arms bound and his throat cut so that his life blood had drained into a great brazen bowl below, collecting there in a dark, viscous bubbling pool. Beyond was a great portal, the stone shaped into the image of a vast serpent's jaws and a flickering crimson light danced beyond it, giving it the appearance of movement and animation, while all the while the music continued to throb and pulse. Quickly, we followed Captain Seraph as he waved us into cover in the lee of that loathsome sacrificial vessel.

Then abruptly and in the middle of this precarious position, Captain Seraph seemed to fall into a reverie, his eyes wide and staring but vacant as if he were attempting to see beyond his immediate surrounds. Kurt and Jürgen were flattened against the wall behind me, but I, second in line, could see past both the captain and the great entranceway beyond. Long seconds, shallow breaths passed, but still the captain remained in his trance. Now the fantastic music seemed to grow in intensity and my eyes were riveted to that flickering square. Then a shadow detached itself from the gloom, a darker shape defined itself against the light and I saw him, the serpent man.

Oh you may not believe me, dismiss these thoughts as the ramblings of a deranged, shell-shocked fool, but in my mind there is no doubt. For although the body was vaguely humanoid, that of a tall, angular man, his - its - head was all serpent: scaled skin, glowering, pitiless eyes fringed with a hood like a cobra's. It carried a cruel sickle-like weapon and its tongue flickered, sampling the air as if seeking out prey. The sight was so bizarre, that my natural instincts bristled and I gripped my weapon. This creature triggered such feelings of natural revulsion that I knew I must kill it before it discovered us, for surely it would do likewise and without hesitation.

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