Vampire World 03 by Brian Lumley

Author:Brian Lumley
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2011-03-17T05:00:00+00:00

Again a tumult of incorporeal voices — most of them thin as mind but of the soul. Or of soullessness? Telepathy of a sort, air and far less substantial - crowded into the void which yes, and yet different; not deadspeak, which is the art of the Nathan’s deadspeak had left behind; but rising above the rest, Necroscope, but … something in between? A horror and filled with a new authority, the tremulous one, some chief certainly, but as much horrified as horrifying. A creeping or elder of forgotten times, made himself heard: cold oozing in Nathan’s subconscious ‘awareness’ as pus in a Nathan, you have touched us. It is one of the reasons we running sore, as if to cleanse itself by contact with the pure.

would have nothing to do with you: because we knew we A malignancy which yet recognized its own nature and knew would be touched. For you never knew the Necroscope Harry Nathan’s as its opposite, but remembered however vaguely, Keogh, despite that he sired you. But we knew him, and I remotely, inaccurately, a time or phase or circumstance other can tell you this: in the end, he wasn’t all warmth and light.

than the nightmare of now - a place in the unknown past —

But you … are warm! And you… are light! A blanket on a when things had been different.

cold night, a candle in the darkness. Now leave us be, for And remembering, it knew his mind! So that, however we’ve much to consider.

empty, the feel of his mind galvanized activity in the all but Nathan, like his father before him, would never be one to erased, echoing caverns of its own. Until, yearning to fill the defy the dead. Obediently, he withdrew, and the void behind emptiness, finally it - she - must know …

him filled with fading deadspeak whispers …

Nathaaan?

A whisper at first, a question, uncertainty.

Time passed and Nathan fell into a deep, dreamless sleep.

And again Nathan’s attitude of listening, of subconscious This wasn’t unusual; he rarely dreamed in the true sense of the concentration, rapt attention.

word but rather used the time (albeit subconsciously, and Nathaaan!

frequently without remembering the details) to explore the He felt her probe, knew her identity, recognized the mutation problems of his waking hours, and to ‘listen’ to the whispers that had occurred, the nightmare metamorphosis; knew too of the dead. But not on this occasion, for this was a sleep of that he should not answer her, should indeed shun her, deny exhaustion.

her the right to invade his thoughts. But at the same time he His numbers vortex shield was down, a mere wisp or curl knew the complications of her condition; above and beyond of ciphers, as opposed to the accustomed whirlwind of which, he of all people was aware of the curse of ostracism, esoteric formulae (which, paradoxically, left him wide open to the desperate loneliness of the outsider. Of course, because for some, yet mainly invisible to one at least: his vampire brother a large part of his life Nathan had been just such an outsider.

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