Ancient Origins (Genesis): Book 4 of Ancient Origins by Robert Storey

Author:Robert Storey [Storey, Robert]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Sancturian Publishing
Published: 2015-12-21T16:00:00+00:00

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Goodwin could tell Sarah was struggling. He’d seen Rebecca’s alcove brighten momentarily, but the crystal remained intact. Everything told him the Englishwoman needed his help, but the burning oil and spinning pentagram at its centre blocked off any route through. He felt helpless, but found himself moving towards the fires to join Sarah’s two friends, who continued to watch in similar impotence.

A mighty hand closed on his arm and he looked up into the face of Darklight’s leader.

‘She’s beyond our help,’ Hilt said, before gesturing towards an alcove. ‘And so is he.’

Goodwin looked at the body of the man Sarah wanted to save. ‘His name’s Riley.’

‘Sir,’ – Hilt grasped his shoulder – ‘we need to find another way out.’

Goodwin snapped out of his reverie and shook his head. He pointed at the other alcove where Joseph and Rebecca remained imprisoned. ‘I’m not leaving without them, not again.’

Susan, seeing her carer immersed in crystal, approached the wall to touch it with tentative hands.

Hilt raised his thermal sword. ‘Have you tried heat?’

Goodwin’s hope rose and he shook his head.

‘Stay here,’ Hilt said, and Susan stood aside to give him room as he strode to the alcove and placed his glowing blade against the face of the crystal.

The Darklight commander pushed his sword into the surface and then drew the weapon down inch by agonising inch.

At such a rate Goodwin realised it would take hours to cut Rebecca and Joseph free. He glanced back at the two creatures that remained lurking a hundred feet away and knew that time was something they didn’t have.

Goodwin felt his frustration rise and he searched around for something, anything, he could do to save those he held dear. His eyes drifted beyond the crater to the distant frieze, its night sky filled with constellations. He frowned and gazed back at the spinning pentagram in the middle of the burning whirlpool of oil. The rotation increased and he glimpsed something in its interior that shimmered translucent.

‘It’s a void,’ he said, and a sense of déjà vu struck him. He racked his mind and looked back into the flickering oil as the storm built overhead. Something silver and gold reflected across its silken surface. He glanced right to the giant silver statue ensconced on its golden throne. He then looked back to see the beautiful face of the Anakim god reflected in the pentagram’s void of metal and light.

‘And the Spirit of God was hovering over the face of the waters,’ he murmured and the spark of remembrance grew. He looked back to the frieze and its depiction of the heavens and the earth.

‘Genesis,’ he whispered and looked up at the sky, ‘Genesis, of course!’

He tried to use the Deep Reach helmet Sarah had given him, but he couldn’t activate it. He dropped the headgear and waved to Sarah to gain her attention and pointed at the statue. He cupped his hands to his mouth and shouted, ‘GENESIS!’

Sarah’s friends looked in his direction.

‘It’s Genesis,’ he said to them, ‘tell her to face the Anakim God, the statue!’

They looked at him, uncomprehending.

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