Indescribable: Book Two of the Primordial by Gibson Bryce

Author:Gibson, Bryce [Gibson, Bryce]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2014-10-21T22:00:00+00:00

THE ONE handed man tried to use the spell to create a portal that would lead him out of Fractus, but to his disappointment, it didn’t work. It didn’t take him long to understand that the spell had to be cast on Earth.

So similar to what he had done before, he retrieved the fox from behind the cellar door, looped the rope around the mammal’s neck, and led him through the trees. With the fox’s presence, the portal opened again. The man went through just as he had before and emerged through the dirt floor of the Rimbault’s cellar. Stanwood was still sitting in the chair just where the man had seen him last.

The man followed the cellar’s concrete steps up to the main floor of the house. He had to unlock the door that was at the top of the flight before swinging it open. He stepped into the foyer and closed the door behind him. The house was dark. Surely Mrs. Rimbault would be asleep at this hour, he thought. What hour was it? He looked across the room, toward a tall, freestanding clock. The pendulum was swinging back and forth. The ticking was earsplitting in the silence of overnight. It was the only sound in the otherwise quiet room. It was nearly three thirty in the morning.

The man stepped across the floor, careful not to make too much sound on the hardwood. He knew where he was going because this house was exactly like his own in Fractus. It was, after all, the mortar of this house that Stanwood had used when creating the house where he resided.

He reached the front door and stepped onto the porch. The nighttime air was cool. It was so chilling that for a moment he was actually happy for the cloak that he wore without choice. He walked down the steps. To his surprise, his feet crunched on something on the ground. When he looked down, he saw that the ground was littered with crisp orange and brown leaves. It was autumn. The man inhaled deeply. He could smell wood smoke along with the aroma of dying foliage. He remembered that on the night that he had been abducted it had still been summer and the heat of the day had been unbearable. And now, it was evident that the entire world had changed in his absence. He understood that it would eternally be summer inside Fractus because that was the season that it was created. This realization was heart wrenching. It was upsetting to know that Stanwood hadn’t bothered to place a spell that would give the man the luxury of changing seasons.

As the man walked around the side of the house, he saw a path that led into a garden. Like before, what he saw caused jolts of unwanted memory. He knew that it was the same garden that he had found himself the previous month. He stood at the head of the path and peered down the length. By now, the tall grasses were wispy and brown.

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