The Fall of Arcadia - An Arcadian Wars Novella by M. H. Soars

Author:M. H. Soars
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: paranormal romance, novella, scifi romance, paranormal adventure, otherworld adventure

I expected to find utter chaos outside but the reality of it was shocking anyways. The clinic was on First Street, just outside of the House of Morang's Palace. The mammoth vine gates of the Royal States stood open, inviting and foreboding at the same time. Signs of struggle were visible in bits of torn clothes and small puddles of blood. The sun above was on its final descent, the rays more red than orange. Darkness would help conceal us from anyone possessed. But it would make it harder to spot any alien wraith lurking about in search of a potential host.

We walked carefully, straining our ears to catch any warning sound. The sedative had made Mal and Ianox less coordinated, and our progress wasn't as stealthy as it should be, but it seemed the entire population had vanished. The capital of Mora was a ghost town. I had visited cities in other planets like this. Sad skeletons of a civilization long gone. Was Arcadia headed that way? Would explorers from another planet walk through the ruins of ours and wonder what kind of evil had befallen us?

By the time we had reached the outskirts of Morang, the three moons of Arcadia were already high up in the sky. Buildings and houses were sparse here and ahead the desert spread before us. The few nightbloomers beside the road illuminated the way in an eerie manner. They didn't have any leaves or fruits and their bare, twisted limbs looked like scrawny arms reaching out for us. Those were dying trees; I knew that much.

There was a time when roads and streets were used to travel from one place to another. I wasn't sure why they still remained, maybe because of sentimentalism or maybe because they were part of our history. It didn't matter. I was glad our race prized knowledge above all else. And history was part of that knowledge we so feverishly pursued. If it weren't for the roads and the signs along the way, we couldn't have hoped to reach Jackur.

I looked back and couldn't see the outline of the capital of Mora anymore. I let out a relieved sigh. But soon I realized it had been premature. I stepped on something soft and slippery and almost lost my balance in the process. Mal grabbed my arm, stabilizing me. I looked down and saw something shiny and thick all over my boots. Mal produced a light orb from his sack and I wished he hadn't.

"Wait, is that blood?" Ianox spoke loudly, his voice carrying in the light wind.

It was blood, and next to my boot, a severed arm. I jumped back and collided against Mal. Using the orb, he followed the dark red trail. Ianox and I walked behind him. At the end of the path, there was a huge pool of blood and in the middle, a crude wooden spike. The light followed the thorn up and up, until it revealed a dismembered head.

We let out a frightened scream in unison and Mal dropped the orb.

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