Soul Render by T. L. Branson

Author:T. L. Branson [Branson, T. L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-04-16T22:00:00+00:00

One gives and takes

One sees afar

One alters shapes

One heals all scars

If ever they meet

The end will be

Of all time

And eternity

“Hey, Red,” Will called out, waving her over. “Check this out.”

“ ‘One gave to twelve, then twelve became ten…’ ” she said to herself. “This is the story of the gods.” She kept reading in silence. When she finished she said, “This seems to be some sort of code as to the nature of each of the stones. Look at this one: ‘One tears asunder.’ What do you think that means?”

Will swallowed, his heart pounding. Did she know that he could tear souls apart? Or was it chance she chose that line?

“I haven’t a clue,” Will said. “ ‘If ever they meet, the end will be, of all time and eternity.’ Sounds pretty ominous. Don’t you think?”

“I’d rather not find out,” she admitted.

“Which one do you suppose the king’s got? I bet it’s ‘That which destroys.’ ”

She didn’t answer.

Leaving her to examine the altar, Will checked out the rest of the courtyard. No more inscriptions. Not even a mark on any of the walls or pillars beside normal decay.

What good did this do him? A cryptic inscription teaching a history lesson and not a hint of anything else. Will needed instructions. Something, anything, that could help him make sense of everything. Specifically with regards to the king’s power blocking his access to Lotess. So far this had been a waste of time.

“Did you figure anything else out?” he asked.

“Not really,” she said, standing. “There are ten lines that describe powers, one for each power. Beyond that, it doesn’t reveal much. You?”

“Nothing,” he said with a sigh. “There’s nothing here.”

“There’s got to be something,” she said. “I mean, there’s a reason the temple was struck from modern maps. Otherwise, who cares if someone comes here?”

“You’ve got a point. Let’s keep looking. Up here,” Will said as he ascended the second set of stairs opposite where they came in.

They passed under the archway and entered another structure. Inside was an open chamber. Along the walls stood twelve enormous statues, reaching from floor to ceiling, four on each wall. It was some kind of worship hall. Not unlike the one in Shadowhold, but more rudimentary yet on a larger scale.

“Magnificent, is it not?” said an unknown voice.

Will spun around, drawing his weapon in the process. The man stood over six feet tall. Dirty blond hair fell loose over a leather pauldron dyed green. He held his hands behind him, pushing his cloak back and exposing his own blade at his side. The stranger made no move to arm himself. Amusement splayed on his sharp, angular face, which drew attention to his bright green eyes.

Those eyes…

“Put your weapons away. I mean you no harm,” he said, holding out his hands in a nonthreatening manner.

“Who are you?” Will asked.

“Perhaps it is I who should ask you the very same,” the stranger said. “You are, after all, in my house.”

Will opened his mouth to answer, but the man waved and shook his head.

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