Friday, July 1
The Children of Leviathan - Part 8d: The Caves
Bijoux spread her wingflaps and launched herself towards the altar. The air had become a forest of flying spears, such that she had to twist and bend to avoid them. One spear through her wingflaps would ground her.
She landed on the altar and peered in. It was a carved rock altar with a large glass bowl. At the bottom of the bowl was a golden ring with a key mounted on it.
And a snake. Or an eel. Bijoux wasn't familiar with Onaran wildlife.
Bijoux took a deep breath. She didn't have time to fool around by fishing around in the bowl and the snakey thing—whatever it was—would certainly bite her. It would take all of her catlike reflexes to snatch it out of the bowl. It would require all her concentration.
"I don't have time for this," she muttered. With a swipe of her claws, she shattered the bowl. [MORE]
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posted by Mike Tresca at 8:15 AM
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