Chapter 11 Scene 6

by Richard Perkins

The broad wagon wheels ground loudly as the handler drove the vehicle off of the powdered crystal of the salt flat onto a hard shelf jutting out from the towering obsidian monolith. They had arrived near the darkest hour of the night. “Welcome to the Island of Black Glass. I’ll leave my wagon here with [...]

Chapter 11 Scene 5

by Richard Perkins

Crossing the White Sea had been an arduous experience. The tribespeople’s ingenuity had amazed Simon. The handler had driven his lizard team up through the tunnel beyond the veil. Their path was lit only by the soft glow of thousands of crystals. But the old tribesman drove the team with great confidence at a speed [...]

Chapter 11 Scene 4

by Richard Perkins

Simon could not tell whether he was awake or dreaming. He could not tell what was real or imagined. The pain. Was the pain real? Was the thirst real? The cracking of his ravaged lips, the burning dryness of his throat, the blistering constriction of his sinuses, the pounding throb behind his eyes, and the [...]

Chapter 11 Scene 3

by Richard Perkins

Tor opened his eyes. He lay on his back on sands illuminated by the glow of a million stars glittering overhead. He felt kindled by a strange, cold fire that burned inside him. It seemed to him that only moments had passed in that other dream-like state. But the wheel of stars overhead told him [...]

Chapter 11 Scene 2

by Richard Perkins

Tor floated in a darkness lit by clouds of purple fog and showers of incandescent sparks. He sensed the lurking presence of the shadow but could not see it. “What have you done?” “No more than what you asked. Have you forgotten your words so quickly?” “What words? I agreed to share my vision with [...]

Chapter 11 Scene 1

by Richard Perkins

Chapter 11: Desperate Times “Plagues are not the only thing to come out of the Great Desert. The shamans of the reclusive Desert Tribes are rumored have cures for disease and treatments for health conditions that surpass the understanding of the Healers Guild. Unfortunately, they do not often share their knowledge with outsiders. Those who [...]

Chapter 10 Scene 6

by Richard Perkins

The Cave of Tears was deep beneath the T’kulpa, Simon soon discovered. Fantastic and irregular shapes grew from the floor and roof of the natural cavern, sinuous sculptures reaching out from the living stone. Nodes of crystal studded the walls as they had in the passage above. They glowed with a soft warm light that [...]

Chapter 10 Scene 5

by Richard Perkins

The tribesman insisted on crossing the White Sea at night. “To be caught on the White Sea by the sun is certain death. Do not forget this warning.” They rested at the T’kulpa until a few hours after sunset. Simon took no chances. He had Gunther send a drone to the Citadel. The message tube [...]

Chapter 10 Scene 4

by Richard Perkins

The westward Migration skirted north of a towering line of dunes that were visible long before the weary travelers neared them. By mid day the dunes to the south resembled mountain foothills. By early afternoon they were an unscalable ridge of rock. Countless seasonturns of wind driven sand had sculpted eerie shapes in the bluff. [...]

Chapter 10 Scene 3

by Richard Perkins

They split the caravan at the Star Seekers’ winter Gathering. The argument had gone long into the night, but Simon had known how it must end. In exchange for the chance to move on to Guardian Village, the Guildmasters had agreed to abide the arbitration of the Council on the allocation of any apprentices Simon [...]